<b>Pegawen returned to find the two hobbits in a lively debate over who'd help Allassiel drink the tea they'd brought her. She reached over them, plucking the small mug from Pippen's hand and took a whiff before setting it aside and handing him the one she'd made. “If you must, give her this. It'll help ease the ache she's feeling and speed up the healing.” Smiling as they resumed their good-natured bantering, she turned and found Lotharn, giving him a kiss. “I should go see to the wounded,” she murmured, wrapping her arms around him. <br/>
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Allassiel slowly sat up, giving Thorgan a smile, though it could have just as easily been a grimace. “How did you find me?” she asked, groaning at the jostling she was getting from the rambunctious hobbits. “No matter, but that you did find me,” she added, before turning her attentions to Pippen. “Careful. I believe I'd prefer to drink it, not wear it.” She glanced around the room at the others, and shook her head. “I'm fine, as you can all see. But I need to get up and tend myself. I can't with you all standing around me.”</b><br/><br/>“<b>Indeed,” Pegawen agreed, breaking free from Lotharn once more to shoo everyone from the room. She turned, noting that Thorgan didn't follow with the others and raised an eyebrow at him. “You may stand outdoors, or stay in here and help me, if Allassiel wishes it.” </b>