<b>Pegawen couldn't argue, even if she'd wanted to, for what Lotharn said was true. The day had been long and trying, and she'd used a lot of energy. As he pointed towards the bed, she turned and smiled up at him before kissing his chin. “And you, hir vuin, should also rest.” With that, she headed to the bed, sparing only a moment to kick off her shoes before laying down. She glanced over to where Thorgan carried Allassiel, watching as he laid her down before pulling a chair up to sit with her. He should rest too, she thought, and opened her mouth to say so, but a yawn caught her unawares. In a minute. <br/>
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Allassiel had listened through Pegawen's exam and diagnosis. She remembered the spiders the poison came from – foul, hairy creatures whose sting would leave a grown elf paralyzed for days, or until the spider was hungry. That the orcs would use something like that to their own ends didn't surprise her. That it'd been used on her, leaving her helpless, infuriated her. She tried to move, looking for anything that would respond to her commands, but nothing. Overnight, Pegawen said. <br/>
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At least Thorgan had laid her comfortably in the bed, a small fact that Allassiel would have to thank him for when she was able. She was surprised when, instead of finding a bed of his own, he claimed a chair and sat beside her. He should be sleeping, not sitting with me, she thought. The feel of his hand around her was nice, however, and she focused inward, safe to rest and wait out the poison's effects. <br/>
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Pegawen woke first and got out of bed to tiptoe over to Allassiel's bed. Thorgan, she noted, was still holding her cousin's hand, even in his sleep and she went around to the other side to check on her progress. Taking Allassiel's other hand in hers, she gave it a squeeze.</b><br/><br/>“<b>Ouch.”</b><br/><br/>“<b>Oh! You can feel that then?” Pegawen leaned over and watched as Allassiel blinked. <br/>
</b><br/>“<b>I could feel everything,” came Allassiel's confirmation as she slowly moved one leg, the another. “And now that everything hurts.”</b><br/><br/>“<b>It's wearing off then. Good. It will hurt, as your body regains control of itself. You've not moved on your own for many hours and the body tires of being still for so long. A soak in hot water would help but as we have nothing of that here ...”</b><br/><br/>“<b>I'll be well without it. The others?”</b><br/><br/>“<b>Still asleep. I'll go see about finding us something to eat and return shortly.” Pegawen set Allassiel's hand down and stood up. “I will also make you an athelas tea for the aches.”</b><br/><br/>“<b>Save your … save it for someone else. We may need it and you've yet to find anything close here.”</b><br/><br/>“<b>I will make you some,” Pegawen's voice brooked no argument. “Besides, I still have a few seeds left. Perhaps I'll find a place to plant them.” With that, she headed out of the room. </b>