"Of course. Hmm." Leareth thinks and then gives the a name of an inn that isn't too far from here. "I will go stay there tonight and then we can figure out the next step from here." 

"Okay. I'm going to just cancel everything I had on tomorrow and I will come find you when I'm a little more straightened out, I guess. I am going to warn my mother that I have gotten lifebonded and the other party would to the conventional observer seem kind of off and she should be concerned if she doesn't hear from me, so kindly don't arrange to concern her."

"I really have no desire to concern your mother!" He doesn't at all! That would be so distressing– waitwhat, oh, right, lifebond making him feel feelings, great. 

"Gah isn't there any way to turn this thing off, how are we supposed to have a normal conversation if saying anything sets off stupid little cascades -"

"I am not sure." Leareth shields even harder. It...doesn't do that much more. "...We could sit in different rooms and pass each other notes under the door? I am not sure how much that would help though." 

"I think not very much. Actually it might be worse because we wouldn't be able to tell by exact timing what parts of the notes the other party was reacting to and so we'd be radiating confusion and anxiety on top of everything else probably." She sighs. "What's your project that has the gods so riled up about you, entertaining the premise here -"

He almost tells her. 

–Wow lifebonds are very mind-altering, it's one thing for it to make him conclude that she's interesting and smart and shiny and another for him to feel like he can trust her with all of his plans! 

"I generally do not share that information the day after meeting someone," he says, "-I seem to want to tell you anyway but I suspect this is because lifebonds are terrible." 

"Okay, uh, I guess far be it from me to deny somebody their privacy but your assumption here is that this has happened specifically so that someone can, what, stab me and cripple you by proxy, and this is obviously extremely objectionable under any circumstances but if you actually think it's going to happen I'd like to register that I'd find it slightly less objectionable if I knew why the fuck in advance. Doesn't have to be today."

"That is very understandable and also I would prefer not to make that decision when I am experiencing mind-altering effects from being in the same room as you," Leareth says. "I am going to go get some sleep, and think about it, and hopefully I can make a decision by tomorrow." 

Pause. 

"...For general background, what is your opinion on people with a great deal of hubris?" 

"That seems like a very general question. It's like asking what my opinion of stubbornness is! It depends what it's about!"

"Would you consider, oh, eradicating all of the diseases in the world to be a project worth taking on, or does that seem like the sort of plan only an insane person would think humans can carry out?" 

"I mean, it sounds like it would take a while considering how frustrating the flu alone is, but if I were immortal it'd go on the list?"

"Would you choose to be immortal if you could?" 

"Yes? Is this a trick question, is it actually horrible somehow -"

"No! You would just be surprised at the number of people who think it that only very bad people want to be immortal because death is part of the natural order, and that therefore being immortal has to be secretly terrible in some way. ...I mean, most of the ways of becoming immortal that I know of do involve some kind of cost. Which I am more willing to pay than most people." 

What if she thinks he's terrible why does he care if she thinks he's terrible, probably most people do and he is normally fine about this, lifebonds are so dumb. 

"I would like in the abstract to be immortal but please check with me about the some kind of cost before getting me any of the ways of becoming immortal that you know of for my birthday."

"I will keep that in mind; most of them would require your cooperation to set up in any case." 

Leareth heads out. He puts about six layers of passive wards in expanding circles around Belrun's dorm room; they shouldn't bother anyone and if any gods do have plots literally scheduled for tonight then it ought to give him enough time to Gate in before anyone can reach her.

With slightly less ambient distraction, he tries to write out the pros and cons of telling her everything about his plans. She has a good point about it being kind of unfair and objectionable not to, on the other hand, he would probably think that anyway because he is unavoidably biased here. Lifebonds. 

She sits up in a controlled simmer of despairing fury for another two candlemarks and then goes to sleep!

Nothing tries to kill her or blow up her dorm building overnight! 

Good.

In the morning she cancels everything. No class, no office hours, would anyone like five points of extra credit to make sure none of her eggs are trying to start a plague today thanks. She gets her next door neighbor to bring breakfast. She has a great many emotions all over a great many sheets of paper. She shows up at "Arvad's" inn.

He feels her coming and heads out front to meet her. This is possibly the one, single, convenient thing so far. 

"Good morning." She seems to be trying not to look directly at him.

Avoiding looking at her doesn't make her presence much less distracting but it maybe helps at all. "So. Do you wish to go look at my supplies and notes cache near town, or see if there are any coded messages I can decode for you at the Temple of Astera?" 

"Temple's closer, I asked and there's one six blocks that way." She points.

They can head over to the temple!

"...Oh, right, I remembered. I gave you a false name before, in the infirmary, and it seems only polite to rectify that now, though Arvad is in fact a name I have gone by. The name I currently go by is Leareth, though."