Levris feels KIND OF RIDICULOUS sleeping on a bedroll so he can be near his lifebonded who DOES NOT EVEN WANT TO BE AROUND HIM.

Leareth wakes up feeling substantially better, at least until he tries to sit up, which is a bad idea. He bites back a yelp, flops back, and waits for the room to stop spinning. Damn. He'd been hoping that maybe today he'd be capable of Gating back. Clearly not. Concussions are terrible. 

Also there is still MISERY coming at him from the corner of the room. :Levris: Leareth sends, more snappishly than he intended, :you are a Mindhealer, can you not just Mindheal yourself into being less upset it is very distracting: 

:Sorry.: And now there is less MISERY coming at him from the corner of the room. 

Leareth sighs and squeezes his eyes shut, the light from the crack between the curtains is excessive and rude. It's been a day, he's definitely not leaving yet - gods, he at some point needs to send a very apologetic message to a certain contact in Qorthes for missing the meeting time - focus, he has other problems right now. He's still lifebonded. If anything, poking around his own head suggests that he's more lifebonded. His mind is trying to generate warm fuzzy feelings about Levris having stayed all night and slept on the floor just so he wouldn't be alone. 

(This was probably actually safer, even; he's aware that in Valdemar, as in most places, Mindhealing isn't considered an offensive Gift, but Levris would probably do a lot to keep his lifebonded from harm, and his ethics are clearly flexible enough to permit reading random strangers' minds in taverns, he could do a lot of damage if he pulled out all the stops.) 

:I am sorry about upsetting you yesterday: he sends, cautiously. :I had not planned on getting lifebonded and it startled me. I am - well, I like you, you are interesting, and we are not going to get un-lifebonded now so there is no point being distressed about that aspect: Can he please stop being miserable now and making Leareth feel bad, if apologizing doesn't work then he isn't sure what will. 

:You're very nice.: Levris sends back.

Levris is not miserable anymore! Also, his body is being operated by some mysterious force that he doesn't get any input into and his brain is just sort of floating along for the ride.

Leareth starts trying to very slowly inch into a sitting position. He's in the uncomfortable state of being both hungry and kind of seasick from the dizziness. Drinking some water might help but it's all the way over there... :Levris can you help me?: 

Levris is still MOSTLY not having feelings but he gets a flare of happiness from getting to help Leareth. 

He fetches Leareth some water.

Leareth sips it slowly and decides he feels well enough to at least try standing up; if he's able to ride a horse then he can travel to someone who could contact someone who could contact his people and then he could get a ride home.

He carefully slides his feet over the edge of the bed. Moving his head still makes him dizzy so he waits that out before attempting anything further. 

- and NOPE it is a BAD IDEA and he nearly collapses on the floor, makes a grab for Levris to avoid falling. 

Levris helps him back to his bed. 

"How about," Levris says in a Healer's voice, "you let me deal with whatever it is you need to do so urgently, and you can rest?"

It's so weird hearing Levris talk in Healer-voice but of course he would have that, he must've trained with the Valdemaran Healers at least a little. 

"Wanted to get word home," he manages, "but - far... I feel awful." He's not sure why the last part slipped out, usually he doesn't whine, but it's true and his hindbrain keeps feeling like Levris could fix it somehow, maybe just by being comforting and nearby. 

"Okay. I can-- probably take a message unless it's supposed to be secret? And if it's supposed to be secret I can at least tell them you're sick. --It makes sense that you feel awful, head injuries do that, but you're not going to feel better unless you rest."

"I know. I will try to think if there are ways you could pass a message, it is - complicated..." Leareth closes his eyes, and when it still doesn't feel dark enough he puts his hands over them as well. "I apologize for being so boring - I am glad you are here..." However irritating it is being bedridden in a foreign country with only his lifebonded who he literally just met, being stranded here completely by himself would be worse. 

"Well, congratulations, you're magically the most interesting thing in the world."

Leareth chuckles. "Even when I can barely think? ...If you wanted to talk about something interesting, I would appreciate some distraction." 

"Yes. I kind of spent a couple hours watching you sleep because you made such interesting faces. I'm unsure to what extent this is the lifebond and to what extent I'm just like this. --Possibly next time I sleep you should experiment."

(Now Levris is present in his own body and operating his own hands and everything.)

Leareth's first thought is 'that's adorable', which is probably not the usual sort of thought he has about people? He smiles, though. "I will keep it in mind." 

One of the day shift Healers gets in shortly later. "Good morning, Leareth. You seem a lot better today, I'm glad!" :How was his night, Levris?: 

:It was fine. He slept well. Didn't light the curtains on fire. He seems alert and oriented.:

:I'm glad to hear it!: The Healer examines Leareth and asks him some questions and eventually gets him to sit up again for breakfast. 

Eating is not the most pleasant experience in the world, since Leareth's body still can't make up its mind about whether to be hungry or nauseous, but he manages it and then lies down again with relief. "Sorry. I think I need a nap." 

"That's fine. I'm going to go get a book from my pack, I'll be back really soon."

"Of course." Leareth's emotions seem to think that Levris going anywhere further than ten feet away is scary and bad, but that's obviously silly, so he wriggles properly under the covers and closes his eyes instead. 

When he wakes up, Levris is reading The Art of Government, which may be somewhat familiar to Leareth as he wrote it.

He sits up, which goes better this time, and smiles. "Where did you get that book?" 

"The Heralds' library has lots of books! I really like reading about governments."