"Oh, good, you are awake. Here, drink this," says Erandur, who is kneeling beside him and offering him a waterskin.

"'M fine," Ruby says, sitting up, but he does accept the water. "Just a vision of the future, y'know how it is."

"I confess I do not," replies Erandur, the corners of his lips tugging up into a wry smile.

"Are you feeling alright?"

"Vision of the future?"

"Oh you're looking at me again, cool," Ruby says to Onmund.

...he blushes a bit and looks away.

Heeeee didn't mean to say that aloud, actually. "Bit out of it. Feel hungover. Need to go to Helgen. Where's Helgen?"

"...it's all the way across Skyrim from here. What happens in Helgen?"

"Dragon attack."

"J'zargo thinks you may be confusing the future with the past."

He shakes his head and the wave of nausea makes him immediately regret it. He turns his whole body away from Erandur so he can be sick on the floor, then he grabs the waterskin again to rinse his mouth and then drink some more. "Future. Unclear when. But I need to go. Soon enough that I shouldn't take my time, not so soon that I need to go immediately."

Onmund takes a step forward and then goes down to one knee, concern writ plain on his face. "A dragon attacks Helgen. And you have to go there."

"'S what I said, yeah. Stands to reason. I think. New Dragonborn, new dragon. ...old dragon. Back. Ugh, my fucking head."

Erandur casts a regeneration on him again.

It doesn't do anything. "I think headaches due to magic visions from the personification of the abstract concept of time are somewhat resistant to magic healing. Help me up."

Onmund and Erandur offer him their hands.

"Now let's figure out how to leave this place and hope Tolfdir's carriage is still available."

Thankfully it is. And their equipment is also outside, waiting for them in bundles just like that time in Nightcaller Temple.

They grab some food from the excavation workers because it turns out they've spent most of the day in the ruins but they can eat on their way back. In the comfort of the carriage and the darkness of the northern night they all just snuggle together and doze off and on until they get back to Winterhold.

Ruby is the one with the magic amulet and the magic seal so he's the one who goes to the Hall of Elements and all the way upstairs to the Archmage's quarters.

...he sure hope he's not about to wake Archmage Savos up and make him very mad.

Anyway.

Knock knock.

The large double doors swing open immediately to reveal the grand hall the Archmage lives in.

Archmage's Quarters

The Archmage himself is nowhere visible but his voice can be heard from the other side of the wall that frames the center of the room: "Come in, and please have a good reason to be here, it would be a shame to have to hex you."

...that was a joke, right? It was probably a joke. Also, being the Archmage looks awesome, Ruby is incredibly jealous of this place. Can you imagine living here?

Anyway, Ruby follows the voice and finds the Archmage himself lying on his bed (which is also massive). He's not under the covers, and he's sitting up and has a book in his hand, so he was probably not literally going to sleep right this second, but he was probably about to sleep soon. "My apologies for disturbing you, Archmage. I've just returned from the excavation at Saarthal."

"One of the Erudites, yes? ...the amnesiac one, perchance?"

"Yes. My name is Ruby."

The Archmage puts his book down and gets up from his bed. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Ruby. I am, as you of course know, Savos Aren." He extends his hand outwards for Ruby to shake.