"Does killing him count -"

"No, that - that's not what I mean."

"Then, no, we don't have anything else that even might do it."

"Ruviri'd try, if he wanted."

"I really am worried this'd be too hard on her."

"Maybe."

Squeeze. 

Snuggles and sniffling.

"If she wants to talk to his Findekáno she could do that."

Nod.

He sighs. He sings.

Singing helps.

Oh good. He can sing all day.

Eventually he can sing Cir to sleep.

He does that. Goes downstairs.

"What was the matter?"

" - he can read me so he can read my alts, pretty closely at least..."

"How contrived."

He squeezes his hand.

"How's Kib?"

"He's a bit panicked and Aydanci's being sufficiently protective of him that it's probably a bad idea for other people to bother them."

He asks Bar for a drink. "Including you two?"

"Aydanci's upset with me for bringing him here - which is fine, it's what I'd have wanted but people're different on that sort of thing - and with Maitimo for being in pain."

"That's not fair." Snuggle.

"I quite agree."