He leaned against Vorela as he headed to the room, his vision swimming for the first time in years, having not anticipated how big a power drain simply maintaining V'elen's naturalized form would be. He didn't so much as lie on the bed as collapse on it, and he rolled onto his side before the females finished conferring, though he did arrange Nadriina against his chest, Ama curled up around his back, and Vorela in her natural form curled around three, her head providing a pillow as he dozed off. He had a feeling things were going to get really bad soon, and not get better for a while, but that was the story of his life.