Daminor, who's woken up, by now, pales along with the other two. "In that case, you're going to lie back down, now, and you're not moving until you're completely rested," she says, in her strongest, motherly voice she can muster. One might imagine it being the same voice used by a very large metallic dragon, giving a command. She casts a knowing glance toward Cerul, warning her off from trying anything with him, until he's rested. "I'll sit here all day, if I have to, too."