The following morning<br/><br/>Aeryn's sleep is deep, restful, peaceful.  Untroubled by visoions of the disaster that brought her to the island.  She wakes slowly at first, then crashes into full wakefulness when the strangeness of her surroundings sinks in.  She sits bolt upright, eyes darting wildly, but relaxes as a comforting scent wafts from the disturbed sheets.  Citrus and musk, now why would that be comfort-, oh yes.  "Xen." she says with a grin.  She is actually stiff when she hauls herself out of bed.  Sore, her joints a bit creaky.  Very unusual for her, a nights rest usually took care of most anything that ailed her.  But yesterday had been the most trying day she could remember both physically and mentally.  Trance, she needs to meditate and recover her links but first things first.  She looks about the Captain' rooms, finds a change of bedding.  After some thought she shakes her head and makes the bed with the old bedding on it, she has no idea how the laundry service routine works at Hill Fort, best not to break their drill.<br/><br/>Bath next.  She can't figure out how to get hot water for the tub if there is such so contents herself with cold water.  She's used to it and it does wake her up all the way.   Scrub, scrub, scrub, all get washed away:  salt, sand, a few stray flecks of seaweed,  sweat - not just hers.  She grins at that thought.  Yesterday's clothes will do, she had changed them in Morgan's cave And, hlm.  The healer gives a thoughtfull look at her pack, shrugs, and pulls out a small ceramic bottle and dabs a touch of Sandalwood oil behind each ear and a the hollow of he throat.  "Bathed and perfumed."  She mutters then sticks her head out the doorflap. As she hoped, Xenathiel is settled in a shady spot to watch the door.<br/><br/>"Guarding me while I sleep?"  Her tone is light, but her eyes are very warm. "I have to meditate.  I will be out of it for about an hour."<em>Graceful power</em>, she thinks as she lets the flap fall and settles into her usual pose.  In less than a minute she is deep in her trance, gathering and binding new links to the source of her Gift.