:I expect it was not. It sounds as though she - hit up against some sort of fundamental limitation, in the Companion part of her nature - the part a god made: He thinks for a moment. :Though, if it did not break and cause her to repudiate him immediately - which it seems it did not, if what she wanted was to be alone to think - then...I am not sure what is going to happen. It might not be the worst outcome. I am unsure what the other possibilities here are, though: 

Fazil comes up to them. "- I thought you might've gone ahead."

"He usually actually means ten minutes when he says ten minutes. What - actually let's talk about it later."

And the wizard Teleports them to a similar atrium in a different place. From this one you can see the sky; the air tastes faintly salty, and there's a sandy beach right there, with the palace built into the cliffs above it. 

"It's about fifty miles up the coast from Sothis," Hagan says in explanation. "Because the Dome gets stifling."

"I see. I had not realized it was so far - I would feel more comfortable if we were closer to Mahdi and Vanyel - I suppose perhaps someone could go back and see if they wish to stay here as well." 

"Shouldn't be me. But - yeah."

"Can you do a Gate or should I ask their wizard to take me -"

"I can Gate." 

He does so, to the hotel where they dropped off Mahdi and Vanyel, and drops the Gate quickly before it can draw too much attention. He heads inside, finding their room via a brief Thoughtsensing skim rather than by stopping to ask servants. :Mahdi?: he Mindspeaks ahead. :Is Vanyel–: Vanyel is obviously not all right, stupid question. :How is he?: 

Pretty much the same. Do we have answers?

:Abadar is going to speak directly with the gods in Velgarth, I think? Or will try to. We should know by tonight if that is workable, but it may take a few days to confirm whether your resurrection will work there, gods are sometimes slow in their negotiations. Anyway, they have offered us guest quarters at the winter palace in the meantime. Would you like to join us there? I think our group ought to be together:  

Yeah. Sigh. Don't split the party. "Hey, Van?"

"Mmm?" 

"Leareth's here. Wants to relocate us to the pharaoh's palace, where he has been invited to stay while they look into stuff."

"Oh. Alright, s'fine..." He's so tired. Getting up feels impossible. 

Leareth reaches their room. Nudges the door open and ducks in, raises a Gate on the doorway, and then, when Vanyel still hasn't moved from the bed, he picks Vanyel up - he doesn't protest - and carries him across. Immediately looks around for servants or anyone he can ask where the actual bedrooms are here. 

There are servants! They manage to not look surprised by this and can point him to some bedrooms. They have a nice view of the ocean. "The pharaoh said probably you would all want to be left alone and could call for meals, is that right?"

"Yes. I might also have questions or other requests, at some point, should I call for that as well?" 

"Absolutely. There're paired magic bells -" She demonstrates by ringing one. "And -" glancing at Vanyel - "there're lots of clerics on staff? If you need healing..."

"We have a cleric with us. If we could use your staff's assistance as well, we will let you know." And he carries Vanyel into one of the bedrooms and sets him down. 

Vanyel curls up again. Everything is bad and he isn't, at this point, really tracking where he even is. 

Leareth sits on the side of the bed. "Vanyel. Can I talk to you for a moment." 

"Mmm." 

"We are very worried about you, and are not sure how to help. I would like to ask the palace staff if they can do anything to - make this easier for you. But only if that is all right with you."