Shavri nods. "Well, please let me know if you need anything else in here, in the meantime I'll give you some privacy." She ducks out, shutting the door. 

Leareth looks over, seems like he's maybe about to say something, but stops. 

"I didn't know how young you'd be," she remarks after a moment, looking where his hand is small in hers.

"It is possible I should have specified more. I did not really expect it to come up, certainly not this soon. I am difficult to kill. That was a shockingly blatant intervention; it was very recognizably not a coincidence, which is rare for the gods' activities. Anyway, it varies somewhat, but since it is tied to the first use of mage-gift for a fire spell, which is very basic, and Gifts tend to awaken around this age..." 

"I guess that makes sense."

"I hope it does not bother you too much." 

"Uh, I've never heard of anyone being lifebonded younger than sixteen so it might mean we're both stuck like this for a while if it doesn't clear up overnight. Also it's just sort of generally awkward but I'll get over that in less than several years. Also, like, some random thirteen year old is dead, but random thirteen year olds die on a routine basis so I shouldn't be letting that be too salient."

"...It is still quite salient to me. I really do not like this part of it! I wish there was a different way that I trusted would work and it were safe to switch to it–" Great and now he's crying again. "I apologize," he says through tears, "I am not very - in control of my emotions right now." 

"Side effect?" she wonders, dabbing his cheek with the sleeve at her free hand.

"Of having a broken lifebond or of being thirteen? I suppose it could be mostly just from sleep deprivation. I very much hope that at least I will be able to sleep with you here, I suppose being indoors and in an actual bed will help too." As though on cue, he yawns. "Sorry." 

"Or of the reincarnation process, you have lots of reasons. Go ahead and sleep when you're tired. I'm not going anywhere. ...I guess I might leave if I have to pee but I won't go anywhere for very long."

He nods. "I wanted to say, because I think I did not mention this before either - I am not really all of Leareth, yet? I remember a limited amount and I have not had a chance to even find any of my records yet, much less read through them. So I am quite - incomplete. I just want to make sure that will not catch you off guard." He smiles, tiredly. "I think I remember the highlights of our relationship well enough, it was all recent and - not very long." 

"It really wasn't. I summarized everything in the letter - I kept a copy for myself, I could go dig it up if you want?"

"I would appreciate that. Maybe...in the morning...?" Yawn. "Belrun, I want - could I have a hug? I missed you so much. I know it was worse for you, it was so much longer, but..." 

"I knew you were coming back and I had Amshalan and I kept really busy," she says, scooping him into a hug.

Leareth hugs Belrun back, cries a bit more, and then dozes off in her arms. 

She waits till he's deeply asleep and then deposits him gently on the bed so she'll be able to transfer to the cot when it shows up.

It arrives shortly later with Gemma, the Healer who originally greeted her on her arrival to Haven. She nods to Belrun, and sets it up almost without any noise, then pauses by Leareth's bedside and quickly examines him with Healing-Sight without otherwise disturbing him. :Hope you both sleep well. I'm here all night if you need anything: 

:Thank you:

And she stretches out on the cot, one hand reaching over the gap to rest her fingertips on his, and she sleeps.

Leareth sleeps through the night for the first time since acquiring his new body; it's unclear whether it's thank to Belrun's presence or being comfortable and warm indoors, or both. 

As usual for the last week, though, he wakes up very disoriented. Where is he - nothing is how it should be - his body is wrong, even his mind feels half-alien, unfamiliar. And when he instinctively reaches out with mage-sight, none of the wards he usually puts down before sleeping are there. (He was way too drained, and then distracted by Belrun's arrival, to manage it.)

–Belrun is there, though, the only thing about his surroundings that's familiar, if not entirely right and okay, he can feel her but it still feels somehow unbalanced. She's there, though, and without thinking he reaches out with his mostly-untrained Mindspeech, :Belrun help where are we???: 

:Nmmm ugh uh we're at Healers' in Haven? Don't you remember -?:

:Give me a moment...: He works on piecing together the fragments from yesterday. :Right - I remember now. I am sorry for waking you: 

:It's okay: She pats his hand.

Leareth lays down again, focuses on slowing his breathing until he feels reasonably calm. :I have been waking up confused about where I am every day: he admits. :I suspect this is normal, when I am just starting out in a new body? Everything feels very unfamiliar and wrong, still, so it startles me when I wake: 

(Again a pang of sadness, and frustration; his previous body should have been good for at least another fifty years, if the stupid gods didn't keep killing him then a certain Hardornen thirteen-year-old would still be alive. Well, maybe, it's not like Essi had a very good plan for running away from home.) 

:When you're feeling better we can get you to your records and perhaps they have a how-to guide. Do you want my letter now, though, since that's nearer to hand?: