Leareth has no opinion one way or another on Melody doing this. There's no room for it to be a salient feature of the situation. He wants fifty things and they're all tangled together in his head - he wants Maitimo here he wants Vanyel to be safe he wants Haven to be intact he wants there not to be a war at all he wants to roll back everything that happened in the last decade and maybe everything that's happened in the last 1800 years but he can't want that because then he wouldn't have been there to steer Arda onto a less horrific path and that's important and there's a desperate tension there that he can't resolve - 

He is not really cooperating per se with being pulled to his feet, but he eventually does it as the path of least resistance. Hopefully Forgiver will follow him of her own accord because is incredibly not capable of saying words right now. 

It takes a while and doesn't feel like the safest procedure, Leareth is definitely not looking where he's putting his feet, but Melody gets him up the stairs. 

:Dree, can you get his laptop for me: she Mindspeaks down. It's still on the sofa playing music, she didn't exactly have a free hand. 

Forgiver keeps up, though uncertainly at a bit of a distance.

Dree brings up Leareth's laptop.

The music being nearby again helps, a little. Weirdly, Dree being nearby or at least in the house helps as well? He doesn't want Melody to be alone. The situation is very bad for her as well - maybe worse, she knew people in Haven, they were her colleagues, her patients, her friends - 

Leareth eventually manages to make the hand sign to Forgiver to request blankets. 

Forgiver is away like a shot! He will be BLANKETED.

(Most of the blankets in the house are downstairs thanks to past blanket trips, but they're easily retrievable.) 

Being blanketed also does not fix the underlying awfulness of the situation but it helps with the problem where Leareth is finding it hard to breathe, which is a very stupid problem to be having at all so he's glad something is working. Maybe he will also be licked and snuggled? He thinks that would help as well but he can't manage to ask for it other than by sort of vaguely reaching out. 

Eventually he can at least shift back to crying silently, which is not any more comfortable but might bother people less. 

:You do not have to stay right here: he says to Melody. :....Please stay in the house though: 

As though she would possibly consider leaving the house when Leareth is like this! 

:All right: she says, and goes back downstairs. She sits down at the kitchen table and puts her head in her hands. 

"Do you want me to see if I can set up - respite care of some kind," says Dree, "or would it be necessary to share a language or have native telepathy or -?"

:Don't know. He speaks the language some now?: Melody presses her hands more firmly against her closed eyes. :...Actually can you ask me in five minutes, I have to do some Mindhealing on myself because we really do not need both of us having a breakdown about this at the same time: 

"- okay," says Dree.

Melody is quiet and still for the next four minutes or so, and then sits up. She feels very numb and sort of like nothing in the room is real, she really shouldn't leave her head like this for too long, but at least she's no longer about to burst into tears. 

:Sorry, where were we? I'm not actually going to be very worried unless he's still this upset tonight, in which case I will be pretty worried and it would also be nice if you could find someone willing to be here overnight? It would be fine if they had to come get me, I would just feel more comfortable going to sleep at all if I knew someone would come get me, and I can cope with one day like this but probably not two especially if I haven't had any sleep: 

Her mindvoice is very crisp and level and sort of robotic. 

"I can try to find a nighttime respite person," says Dree, looking worried. "The nightmare telepathy issue might make it harder but I can probably find someone..."

:I can look up which of the sleeping drugs we trialed made him sleep for fourteen hours straight, seems less likely he would project then though obviously I can't be sure of that. I might be able to figure out how to stabilize a shield on someone else if I have all afternoon to practice? I think maybe some Heralds who aren't mages can do that: 

Melody is not having any thoughts or feelings about Heralds right now. 

"I'll mention that, but it's not a guarantee..." Taptaptap her phone. "Also the kind of person who takes a job as night respite probably isn't awake yet, so whether this comes through won't be obvious till around dinnertime."

:I understand. Thank you for trying:

She looks over at Idrial. Does a smile sort of motion with her face; it comes out as perhaps the least convincing smile seen in human history. :I'm sorry about the timing. I probably won't be very useful at having conversations right now because I did Mindhealing to myself so I would stop having emotions: Melody is also not particularly able to model whether that's a weird thing to say because she has no emotions about it. 

"Is that... wise?"

:I mean I'm not planning to leave it like that permanently. I can put it back to normal later: 

"All right, you're the expert in your own - magical powers... Let me give you my email address and then I'll get out of your way, shall I?" says Idrial.

:Thank you:

Melody gets the second loaner laptop. It's not especially set up yet, since it arrived at the same time as Idrial. She looks blankly at the screen, trying to figure out what to do about the problem where she knows how to find her email once it's set up but doesn't remember how to do the setup part. 

Dree can help her while Idrial's writing down his email and letting himself out.

Melody thanks her. :...You don't really have to stay if you'd rather not. I guess it feels safer having you easily reachable in case something else happens somehow but I'm not sure what thing would happen: 

"I can sit here for the rest of the day if that would help you feel better."

:All right. I'm going to go check on Leareth and see if he needs anything. Other than 'there not being a war in Velgarth with evil god's minions' which I can't help with: 

Melody goes upstairs. 

Forgiver is doing her job as hard as she can!

Leareth is not really any less distressed by the situation, but he's run out of stamina for crying. He's lying on his back, one arm on Forgiver's fur while she licks him, staring dully at the ceiling.