"If I have to I can Fetch some water into his stomach, though I don't like to if I can avoid it."

"Wow, you can do that?" She looks both impressed and slightly queasy. "Here, love, the nice Healer says you have to drink this..." She tries to put the cup in his hand, but he attempts to bat her arm away, mumbling at her to blow out the candle it's nighttime he wants to sleep. 

Belrun makes a responsible effort to make him drink the water and if he doesn't will Fetch it by increments into place and let him sleep while she does some more direct work.

He can be harassed into taking a few sips but is uncooperative after that point, and goes to sleep the second she allows it, though he wakes up every so often to toss and turn and grumble about his headache. 

Poor guy. Come on, wake up, weird-blobby-cells-that-eat-viruses-for-breakfast.

His weird-blobby-cells are kind of sluggish, maybe because of his age, and his body clearly doesn't recognize this different strain of flu much and is floundering about it, but can be coaxed into dealing a bit better.

Once a full glass of water has been gotten into him, he settles down a bit and seems less distressed by headache. 

Yeah that happens when you drink water dude.

When he's sleeping more restfully she says, "I need to go back to bed or I'm not going to be much good to anyone tomorrow but before I go can I check you over to have a better guess if you've caught it off him?"

"Yes, of course. Should I keep bothering him to drink water?" 

"Not in the middle of the night, but I did my best to reduce the swelling in his throat so hopefully he'll take some in the morning, as much as he can stand - broth's fine too."

"All right. Thank you!" Lady Daylia bobs her head. 

Belrun hasn't even left the room yet when Gemma's mindvoice interrupts her again, toneless and empty of expression. :We have a problem here, I need backup: 

:I'm coming but please tell me you have already sent for more people from Haven -:

:I woke Savil and asked her to Gate but she's feeling very ill right now, and Sandra just dragged Kilchas in here with a very high fever, he can't either. Sandra doesn't think she's strong enough though she'll try if she must. Van could do it but he's sensitive to Gates and he'll be out for days. Is there any way Leareth or one of his people could do it: 

:I can ask him in the morning: She shows up at the infirmary.

Kilchas is sitting up on the other cot, coughing into a handkerchief; it sounds very wet and phlegmy, and he looks feverish. 

Lord Lathan is lying still, his face ashen-pale and his breathing raspy. 

:I don't know if it can wait until morning. He's got a bad heart and he's struggling a lot here: 

:Is somebody on the Haven end going to be ready to go if I wake him up now?:

:I don't know. I just told Savil we had a problem, I'm kind of busy here: 

:I can ask him to bring in some of his Healers: she suggests.

:I think that's a good idea: 

:Leareth?: She tries to model sufficient calm at the lifebond that he won't freak out about being woken in the middle of the night with her not there.

:Mmm? Wha...?: 

:People're getting sicker, Gemma's shorthanded and woke me, we're still short, Savil's not well enough to Gate to Haven for reinforcements and we're not sure if they'd have a bunch ready to go anyway, can you bring in some of ours?:

:Yes, of course. One moment: He's most of the way awake now, appreciative for the calm coming along the lifebond. 

Communication-spell first. <Nayoki> 

She's back in the north right now, and probably as annoyed about being prodded awake in the early hours of the morning as he is. <What>