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*Adam stops in his tracks when he hears her, and moves only just enough to close the door behind him.*

You okay?</small.

*Rubbing her lips together, she blinks at him and drapes one arm around his shoulders, clutching. Her hand likely feels like ice.*

Thirsty.

*It does, but he manages not to flinch away, instead holding her closer.*

Get you in bed first. I'll bring you a glass.

*And he does. Wrapping her up in the blanket from the cell, and then tucking her blankets over it, he leaves for only just as long as it takes to get her a glass of water.*

*While he's gone, Alanna pushes herself up a little and tries to focus, willing the headache to go away. She scowls at the wall, but her expression softens when he returns. The blankets, in particular, feel heavenly.*

Thank you. I'm being a big baby.

*He frowns at her, watching her try to move, and pushes her back down.*

Relax. You're not being a baby.

*Brow furrowed, she sighs and takes a sip of water without moving her head.*

I am ever so glad you are out of there.

*He watches carefully, and takes the glass from her hand so as not to let her spill it, before giving her a kiss on the forehead.*

Me, too.

's worried about you.

*Alanna gives him what could only be termed an adoring smile.*

I was worried about you too. Can I...

*She points to the aspirin bottle on the bedside table.*

*He tosses a few into his hand and gives them to her, handing her the water after they've gone into her mouth.*

What you worried about me for? I'm fine.

*She cuts her eyes up at him as she drinks.*

Mmmm hmmm. Fine. I hate that word. People only use it when they are not. *Closing her eyes for a moment, she tentatively reaches out for his hand.* Did I say anything? It's all fuzzy.

*He curls up next to her.*

Told me that Liam's here.

*It takes a while, but she's starting to feel a bit more aware. She slowly turns her head and smiles at him.*

Aye, he is. *Remembering, she laughs softly.* I can't believe it, only... I can. He said the Goddess led him to the door. That has to be a good sign, Adam.

I'm glad you've got him.

*quietly* We've got him.

*Biting her lip, she reaches out for him.*

He's going to start training me again.

*He takes her hand in his and curls up closer. As close as one can get with all those blankets between two people, anyway.*

I know you've been missing your training.

Let's see if I still say that after our first session.

*Smiling wryly, she plays with his fingers and feels everything start to go hazy again. She swallows and shifts toward him, carefully kissing him on the lips.*

Thank you.

*He closes his eyes, and lets the warmth wash over him.*

For what?

*Finding it easier to stay where she is for a moment, she smiles at him from nearby and kisses him again.*

For everything. Well, save punching Thom. I'm not sure I can condone that, no matter...

*She breathes deeply and ignores the voice in the back of her head, the voice that has been telling her for days to ask more questions, dig deeper - she will, just not quite yet.*

I love you, and now we're back here and not in there... Did you get any sleep?

*Adam's grateful that she doesn't push; he's not sure how long he'd be able to keep from saying anything.*

A bit.

*Which is a bit of an exaggeration, in and of itself.*

*Eyebrow quirked, she runs her hand down his chest and slips it beneath his shirt.

She has really, very cold fingers.*

Oh? Better than no sleep, I suppose.

*He nods, even though no sleep is closer to what he got. For the last three nights, really. He can't help but yawn. He shivers under the cold touch of her hand and reaches down to place his on top of it.*

*Suspecting that is the case, Alanna lets him still her hand and feebly tugs on the covers with the other, trying to make room for him.*

Clearly you are cold, so why don't you... get under here.

Myles came to see me last night too.

*He shimmies under the blanket, curling up within the warm cocoon.*

Oh?

Sounds like last night was a regular old reunion.

*A moment, and Adam remembers something.*

What happened with the sword?

He'd like to meet you.

*Alanna wraps her arms around him and kisses his nose.*

Apparently it is happy in its current location. *Her mouth twists into an amused smile.* As much as I tried to convince it otherwise. But it doesn't matter. Even though it was special, it was, ultimately, just a sword.

I can beat him without Lightning.

*There's a hesitation, a slight breath, almost unnoticeable.*

It's you that matters, not the sword.

*It's meant to be reassuring.*

*Uncertain, she looks deep into his eyes, blinking once when her own start to feel dry. Eventually, she whispers.*

He will make mistakes because he doesn't understand anything beyond his own ambitions. Not really.

*He can't take her eyes on his, he looks away, even as he nods.*

*That confuses her. She tenses a little, shifting her head on the pillow and taking a deep breath, letting her eyes close.*

You.... should sleep. We both should. There is nothing we can do right now.

*Adam closes his eyes so that he doesn't have to look at her.*

We should.

*But with his head spinning, how much sleep he'll get is debateable.

*Alanna turns over, moving he hair off her face and over her shoulder. Nauseous now, she fights off an odd spinning sensation.*

Tonight, tomorrow... we'll start figuring this all out. I swear it.

We've already foiled him.

*She smiles to herself.*

I don't think he planned on you.

Some help I've been.

*She reaches back for his hand and squeezes it, gently pulling his arm over her.*

Adam? You have no idea just how much help you've been. Will be.

*He lets her pull his arm, though there's no real energy from him.*

Just laying here? Yeah.

What...?

*Frowning, she turns back over and kisses him.*

Nothing. That's the point.

Adam, don't you understand that just being here with me, and helping me think things through, forcing me to stop being stubborn and admit that I need help... all of that... is the best help imaginable.

*She wants to add just caring, but doesn't think he looks like he wants to hear it right now.*

*He doesn't. He doesn't much care for what she did say, either. He wants to yell, he wants to shout, but his hands just clench tightly.*

Let's just sleep.

Please.

*She flinches.*

Okay. I...

*I'm sorry I dragged you into all of this.

Swallowing, she turns over again and curls up.*

At least it's not a cot?

G'night.

*Adam waits until she's turned over and he can hear her breathing deeply, and he turns to curl up behind her and whispers into her hair.*

I love you.