That's okay! In that case Ember can keep hugging her.

Eventually Muvaki will admit to being thirsty and accept some water.

(She will, with her body language, express a strong preference for some level of continued physical contact with Ember. If that's okay.)

That's okay! Here, if she turns around like so Ember can keep holding her and she'll still be able to drink water.

The new configuration momentarily causes Muvaki to tense up all at once!!

...but when Ember continues to not do anything terrible to her, she relaxes again and drinks some water, much more slowly this time around.

She does not do anything terrible at all!

It's getting late enough that the sun is setting, sending streaks of purple across the sky.

(Muvaki will nibble some bread, too, though she cautiously offers it to Ember, first.)

She seems like she's getting tired again? (She did have a pretty eventful day, after all.)

"Do you want to try to sleep some more? My little spell won't work on you again until it's been a day, but maybe it'll be easier now that it's dark."

Tired head-nodding (the motion makes it clear just how floppy she is.)

Then they can curl up together in the alcove and go to sleep! (Ember is sleeping too, but the blanket fits around both of them if they stay close.)

To the surprise of Muvaki and perhaps nobody else, curling up together works at least as well as Ember's hex! 

(She gets clingy when the nightmares come, but this seems to help her with them a lot.)

Ember does not seem to mind the clinging.

They're woken in the morning by the sound of miscellaneous morning chatter.

"Did you hear what Vogel said to Lang? You'd really think he'd be over it by now, but I guess not..."

 "Well, as long as he's not making trouble when we've got to fight the demons."

"...so the letter says she's pregnant, and could I please send some money back to support the baby, but I haven't seen her in nearly a year. I mean, not that that's the baby's fault, but if you ask me whoever got her knocked up should pay..."

 "Gotta say, I'd be madder if I were in your shoes."

"Rise again, rise again, let our land not be lost to the knowledge of men..."

"I heard we're supposed to keep eyes out for succubi."

 "We're always supposed to do that."

"Yeah, but I heard maybe there's a succubus in the city? I don't know, maybe it's just a rumor."

 "There's always maybe a succubus in the city."

"You know what I mean."

wuh....

Voices! Startling!! Her body tenses up, but she doesn't move yet, because -

- she feels Ember's arms around her. (It - it wasn't a dream?)

It wasn't a dream! Ember is still right here!

"Good morning!"

"Good morning," she mumbles, and the words taste unfamiliar on her lips. but maybe it is a good morning, actually? Or at least not a terrible one?

...better than yesterday, anyways.

"Do you want the last roll?"

She does. But - she had so much yesterday - she shrugs.

"...do we have a way to get more?" She frowns in thought.

"We could see if anyone I know is willing to give us more? There's usually someone willing to share unless the harvest has been very bad."

People might do that for Ember because she's Ember, but -

"Maybe I could... Prestidigitate laundry, for money? Or food?" (She's pretty sure people do that. She's not sure how it works, though. If she makes enough money, could she buy Ember shoes? ???This is kind of an insane thing to think???)

She nods. "I don't think there's a lot of people in Kenabres who can cast Prestidigitation," she says in an encouraging tone.

Oh! Her eyes open in interest.

Hmmm, okay, how does she... be a laundry wizard...

...

"Do you - know anyone who needs laundry done?"