"I'm not slacking. I just have a patient, though it will take a call to war to pry me from your side." Van shifted, lifting a leg to curl around Pookie as he was snuggled closer. The feel of his fur on his bear skin made him sigh dreamily. "The healer will be here soon. He will not come in unless called but he is probably pacing by the outer door by now."  He knew after shooing away the attendant the news of the bear being awake and thriving would have spread. It was only a matter of days before he'd have to return to his duties instead of sending messages as he had been the past few weeks.  It would be easier now that his time would not be taken up by searching for or tending to Pookie. He was right here with him. He nuzzled his face into the fur at his neck at this thought, pressing his body against him as if he could get any closer.  "Let me know if I cause any discomfort."