Round 2 [Video]
[After playing with his journal for a bit he finally thinks he's got the hang of it. The feed starts and it's a shot of him sitting by the fountain. He looks absolutely exhausted. The bags underneath his eyes are even bigger now. Since his arrival here he can't even get what little sleep he used to.]Is there any other place to sleep here besides
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I could make you a tonic for that. ...If I can find the right ingredients.
I do not know what else to suggest. There are other rooms within the keep that may be more to your liking. Or... there are springs that generate heat that may help you to relax.
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[Not since Deadworld anyway.]
It's those cells. I can't sleep in them. They remind me too much of...I just can't sleep in them.
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There may be some vacant rooms within the keep. Otherwise perhaps a bed of hay in the stable will do? Or...the infirmary, if that is not too unpleasant.
I will make you a tonic, and some tea to help calm you and wash it down. It's a home remedy, so I hope it agrees with you. I have been learning herbs from a local villager before I was--before I found myself here.
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Don't trouble yourself. [It's not that he can't ever fall asleep. The problem is he can't stay asleep, and his cell really isn't helping things.] All I need is a few hours of shut eye.
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Hmm. If the stables don't work, please come find me. Taking care of yourself here is very important.
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Yeah, I'll do that.
[He doesn't mean to look distracted but he's dead tired.]
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You should do that. You do not look entirely well. Let me know if you are still unable to sleep? Please?
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[See? He made a joke. No reason to worry Aara he'll be fine.]
Sure, I'll do that.
[He starts to get up, and then quickly sits back down once his head starts spinning.]
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Oh? And here I thought you were about to sprout wings and a tail.
[Her heart freezes for a second, remembing who she was talking to, and she hoped she didn't hide her slight wince too late. Perhaps he would think it nothing. He was tired, after all.]
Z-Zachariah?!
[Yep. Now she's definitely worried, half out of her chair and leaning closer to her journal as if it might somehow transport her to him.]
Are you feeling well? You are not sick, are you? Wh-where are you? Can I meet you somewhere? I can watch over you while you sleep. Or--or guard the entrance to the stables so no one wakes you in the loft. Or-- [Panicking? Slight tears and definite worry in her eyes? Yep. For with her people: with sickness comes death.]
...Zachariah?
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Relax Aara, relax. Just got a little dizzy.
[By now he's used to things like this, of course it's happening even more since he's getting even less sleep than usual. It's not long before he's back on his feet, this time without falling over.]
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How do you feel? You do not have a fever, do you? [There is genuine fear choking her words.]
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No Aara it's nothing like that. Just haven't slept since I got here.
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[She almost could have wept with relief. As it was, her legs gave out on her and she slumped down into her chair for a moment as an oddly vulnerable sigh escaped her. Then an odd laugh bubbled up, and Aara hid her face in her hands.]
I'm glad it's just that.
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If it was something like that I would have done something about it.
[After all he's useless if he lets himself get sick.]
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Done something about it?
...What would you have done?
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[Now he's confused.]
This place has doctors right?
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