The vishkanya grumbled further, but rose slowly to her feet. "I am not, nor have ever been, nor ever will be, someone who enjoys mornings," she replied, as she settled down to commune with her familiar to recharge her magical reserves.<br/><br/>About twenty minutes later, Azadei would make her way over, and cure his exhaustion, the cool, healing energies flowing through him, and removing any minor aches and pains.