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Muvaki makes her way to Kenabres
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Ember is amenable to being leaned on!

"Is there anything else you need right away?"

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Nothing she's capable of communicating with words, apparently?

(...It does not take that much in the way of observational skills to see that she's verrrrrry tired.)

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It's the middle of the day and Ember doesn't have a house, which might make it harder to help her, but she'll do her best.

"Do you want to find somewhere to lie down and sleep? I have a little alcove that's dry and not too cold."

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Wuh- oh.

She nods tiredly. Sleep sounds... nice.

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Ember's alcove is built into the side of a larger building. It has a little blanket lying on some straw, a straw pillow, and a nest for Soot. She hands the blanket and pillow to Muvaki.

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Muvaki accepts them gratefully (well, for her) and curls up on the straw bed. 

(... and now she's... shaking again?)

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"Do you want help falling asleep? I have a little magic trick that can make it easier."

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She thinks about it for a while and then nods.

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Slumber.

It'll only make her sleep for a few moments, but if she wants to stay asleep after that it won't be hard to just... not wake up when it wears off.

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Well, on the one hand, she's exhausted and did specifically ask to be put to sleep. 

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On the other hand: the horrors! 

(She's still asleep, for now, but she's pretty clearly having a nightmare.)

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Ember doesn't really have any tricks for nightmares, and if she wakes up Muvaki she won't be able to help her get to sleep again. She curls up in a little ball, knees under her chin, and watches her sleep with a look of concern.

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She cuts another throat, and another, and there's so much blood and there keep being more cultists she needs to kill before she can be sa- before she can escape - 

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She squirms, face furrowed in obvious distress.

Her lower legs brush against where Ember is curled near her feet, and - stay there, apparently?

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Soot flaps over to curl up on top of her legs.

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She stirs a bit, curling downwards. She's clinging to the pillow instead of resting her face on it.

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She's clinging to the bars of the cell - there's so much blood

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