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tiny leareth comes back and is very sad
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It's a good thing they're doing it quickly, because Leareth is hiding it well but it's noticeable that he's getting tired again. 

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"Okay, so it sounds like major steps forward need to wait on us getting north again for Leareth to catch up on his own records, ideally, uh, without divine ambush this time."

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"Sounds right. You should be Gating direct to the north this time, right?"

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"I believe so." He is trying so hard not to yawn. 

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"Yeah. Uh, is that all for now?"

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Tantras exchanges a look with Savil. "I think so." He stands up. "We should be able to exchange messages faster, going forward, so we can cover anything else later." 

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Savil smiles at Belrun, and they head out.

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"Go ahead and sleep," she murmurs to Leareth.

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"Can you..." Leareth swallows. He's been trying to keep himself distracted but it still hurts, a lot, all his thoughts are trying to bend around the void where a lifebond should be and isn't - he was running on adrenaline before, promising himself it was temporary, and having Belrun there should fix it but it's not. Although he wonders it maybe he's starting to be able to feel her, in a way that he doesn't think is just via Thoughtsensing, which he isn't using.

He tries again. "It - I feel very sad again and - I know it is a lie, the phantom limb metaphor is helpful, but - could you hold me? I think maybe it will help." 

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"Yeah, of course." She wraps her arms around him.

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He rests his head on her shoulder, closes his eyes. :I am very much looking forward to the part where my brain stops yelling at me constantly that everything is very terrible. I am not used to having this problem: 

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:It's a very stupid problem and I hate it too:

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:I would be tempted to ask Vanyel for advice, except for the part where that feels tactless in the extreme...: Leareth's mindvoice trails off into a sleepy murmur. 

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:It does, doesn't it: She pets his hair away from his face.

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:Poor Vanyel...I wish...we could fix it...: And then he's too drowsy to Mindspeak words, and shortly after that is asleep. 

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She snuggles him till he seems asleep enough and then extricates herself carefully so she doesn't get bored unable to write or read.

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A few minutes later, footsteps come right up to outside the door and then stop. A few seconds later there's a very tentative knock on her shields. :Belrun?:

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:...Dara?:

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:Can I, er, come in and talk to you for a bit?: 

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:Quietly, Leareth's napping, but I don't mind:

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:Oh. Of course: She opens the door very, very quietly and tiptoes in. Stops at the foot of the bed. :...Oh my goodness is that Leareth he's so - small...: 

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:Yeah, he's physically younger than you now. I didn't actually know till I got here he'd be so small:

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Dara sits down in the chair on the opposite side of the bed from Belrun. :Is it weird of me to say that he's really adorable?: 

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:You wouldn't be the first:

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Dara gives her a sympathetic look. :I'd be getting really sick of that in your place, so - I'm sorry to be one of the people making it worse, I won't bring it up again: 

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