She goes back to the infirmary.

It's approximately the same controlled chaos as before she left, but with one fewer Healer; Gemma alerts her that more people are sick in their rooms, they can't get themselves here and also the infirmary is now packed. All four of the mages Leareth brought with him are sick now, though two have only mild symptoms and are isolating themselves in their rooms. 

Belrun can go around making housecalls, Healing and hydrating people.

The rest of the day goes by very quickly with that activity. Once more on a spot check she finds flu trying to make itself at home in her bodily membranes. 

Die die die die die.

They do not survive her direct attention. 

Near sunset, Leareth digs up the energy to Mindspeak her. :Are you coming back at some point today: 

:I can if you need me, are you okay -:

:I thought I was a little better, but then I was out of water and tried to get up for more, and it made me very dizzy and then I threw up: 

:I'll be there in a minute: She finishes her dinner very fast and goes back to their room.

Leareth is curled up at the edge of the bed, looking apologetic and miserable. :Sorry. I made a mess: He has, in fact, made a mess, on both the bed and floor; he's not especially embarrassed about it, it's not like that would help with anything, but he definitely realizes this is annoying for Belrun to walk into. 

:It's okay: She has barely enough Fetching left to hydrate him without being kept up half the night with a headache of her own, so she doesn't Fetch the mess, just helps him into a chair and takes off the sheets and mops up the floor with them and puts fresh ones on the bed and helps him back onto it and finds a basin for him in case it happens again. :I'm going to get some water into you where you can't throw it up, okay -:

:This is so frustrating. At this point I definitely feel terrible in part because I have not eaten anything since...supper yesterday? But I am not exactly going to be able to fix that right now: 

:Yeah. Hunger's uncomfortable and not exactly good for you but it'll hurt way less than being short on water, and conveniently water is easier to fix: She puts water where it goes.

Leareth stretches out more comfortably in the bed. :How is everything else going: 

:Well, uh, there's a plague! Besides that things are fine. I taught Vanyel to do the hydration thing:

:Oh, good, redundancy. Is anybody else blaming you for it: 

:Raving lady in the infirmary but nobody else was taking her seriously:

:That is something: He closes his eyes. :I love you. I wish I could do more to help you with this: 

:I love you too. And you've already more than doubled the Healer supply. Just stay alive, okay?:

:Hopefully I can manage that. - I would ask for a hug again but I am kind of gross right now: 

:A bit: She can squeeze his hand and kiss his head, though.

Sigh. :I do not like how vulnerable we are right now, if any god were to decide to send additional interference this way. I am not sure I could Gate right now even in an emergency: 

:You could... ask Nayoki or somebody to come to the general area and not meet anyone and stand ready? I'm afraid all the bodyguards we brought are already sick:

:I know, one of my Healers Mindspoke me to inform me of that: It was when he had finally managed to fall asleep and he was moderately annoyed at the time. :I suppose I can probably manage the communication spell to reach her if I try very hard: