:Yes but there is probably some local way of dealing with that and nobody here will be able to reverse the set-commands to let those people, like, eat, or anything:

:They should wear off after a couple of days, and the people can eat fine if someone feeds them, I think it is fair enough: A mental sigh. :If you trust them enough to stay here with Leareth, and he is not trying to leave, then...I suppose I will come find you where you are: 

:Can I get someone to walk you here so there aren't further misunderstandings?:

:I suppose if you want: Nayoki sends, exasperated, and flashes a mental image of her position. She seems to be hiding in a bathroom right now. 

:Okay: she tells Marian, :I have talked her down a bit. She does not want to be drugged or to have any of the holes in her enlarged or anything but is tentatively willing to trust me that it's safe here. Can you go here: she bounces the image :and escort her up so nothing else happens on her way?:

:Sure: Marian frowns. :I'm going to grab a wheelchair, it seems not-great for her to be walking around right after having surgery even if she did apparently escape on her own feet: 

Leareth stirs again as she heads out. "Belrun?" he croaks. "Problem?" 

"There is no emergency. Nayoki is here for some reason and has been injured but Marian's getting her and we're still safe."

"Oh." He seems to consider trying to sit up more, winces, and decides against it. "She - had my work. The artifact. Must have - come looking for us." It's very irritating how he still can't speak in complete sentences without stopping to breathe. 

"Well, I wish she'd brought Amshalan but I suppose that would be even more awkward!" She sighs and kisses him on the forehead.

Leareth closes his eyes, leaning into her touch. "I love you. So glad - you are here." 

Marian is back five minutes later. The automatic door-opening button seems to be on the fritz, presumably because of Belrun's messing with the doors earlier, so she has to turn around and hip-check the door to get it open and then walk backward pulling Nayoki in a wheelchair. 

Nayoki is wearing the rather unconvincing disguise of one of the white jacket-robe garments that some of the staff have, over one of the loose cotton gowns that they put on patients. Her neck is wrapped in gauze; there's a bit of blood on it. Her eyes are slightly glazed, with either exhaustion or drugs, but she's sitting up and looking around curiously. 

"Krystal!" Marian calls out. "Found your patient!" And in a disapproving tone: "She ripped some of her stitches!" 

Nayoki catches a glimpse of Leareth, and calls out to him. "Leareth! Are you all right?" 

He definitely can't project his voice loudly enough for her to hear him ten yards away, so he just waves reassuringly. Though probably his general appearance isn't reassuring at all. 

"He's been better but he's improving. I will have more left to work on him if you let them treat you but if you insist on not being poked with any sharp things I will manage somehow."

:I can explain what all the sharp things are for?: Marian offers. :And you can decide which if any you're okay with? ...Hmm, let me see your arm - okay great you didn't actually rip your IV out! It takes a sharp thing to put it in but once it's there, there's nothing sharp left in, it's just a bit of plastic. We can use that to give you fluids and extra blood, you probably lost a ton of it - I'm amazed you can walk, honestly: 

:...I cannot say that walking was much fun: 

:Well, now that you've seen Leareth for yourself, can we get you into your bed here and Krystal can have a look at you so we know what treatment you still need?: 

Nayoki, who is definitely drooping more at this point, grudgingly agrees to this and lets herself be wheeled around the corner to the available bed. 

Thank goodness. Belrun snuggles up to Leareth and wonders when she is going to get ten consecutive non-exhausted minutes. Possibly not for days. She will budget accordingly.

The unit descends into blessed quiet, save for the hum of machines and occasional plaintive alarms at various distances. And the sound of Dr Millinger complaining vocally as he examines his runaway-and-found patient and pronounces her 'probably not going to bleed out on us at this point.' 

Nayoki is, after five minutes of explaining and coaxing by Marian, persuaded to let the 'nice doctor' redo her popped stitches, and to allow Krystal to put in a second IV and give her antibiotics. 

(Marian feels she is only slightly lying when she says Dr Millinger is nice. He's barely snapped at her at all today despite her having let her patient fall out of bed.) 

...Around 9:30 pm she dashes over to Leareth's room. :God I'm SO sorry - I'm two hours late on his antibiotics - Belrun I know you can do stuff about the infection but we might as well not give you extra work...: 

She hangs the IV bag, and then supervises Leareth sipping some water through a straw and pronounces him safe to swallow. He can have juice and a Jello cup.