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[antarianmax]

Max is on his sofa.

Why? Because he's sick of the bed.

And his head hurts. (But that's why he was on the bed to begin with, so say -- well, say he's on the sofa because his head still hurts

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[faithful_slayer]

The Dreaming? No.

The bar, yes.

The entrance of his fiancée, followed by Moiraine.

Faith moves to his side, silently, and crouches next to him, barely touching his hair.

"Max? Love, Moiraine's here with me. She's gonna fix your head."

[antarianmax]

Max turns his head to face her, slightly, and attempts to kiss her cheek.

He gets her nose.

Close enough.

"Thanks, darling. Hello, Moiraine."

[blue_ajah]

"Good evening." It is calm, as soft as her normal tone, but no softer. "I understand that you are in some difficulty, Max. May I offer assistance?"

A beat, and she warns,

"I suspect this will not be entirely a matter of Healing."

[faithful_slayer]

Faith kisses him back, lightly, and then curls up in a ball on the floor, watching.

She knows, by now, not to touch people while Moiraine is healing them, but she'll be there when the Healing is done.