Ama hurries forward, her previous question forgotten, and between her, Nadriina, and Vorela, they manage to escort him out of the room, and to the bedchamber. After a few moments of silent conferring, the three of them climb into bed with him, the drow laying on his chest, as the lightest, and smallest, of the three, the other two flanking him, curled up with him to help him sleep.