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"Quite a bit," Al'ika said, bringing his head up. "It's not your fault." She kissed him gently. "Get some more rest, and don't beat yourself up, okay?"
 
"If they can come up with a potion for that, I'd be in business," he said. "Have a good night, you two."
 
Keth stood outside and thought for a while. When Al'ika came out, he said, "He seem different, better."
 
"He is. A lot better." She sighed. "It'll be a while before anyone trusts him again, though. That's understandable, but he's already wanting to go out and make up for what he's done."
 
"When he's in fighting shape. Right now he's in such bad shape, I doubt he knows the blade from the handle on his rapier." Al'ika opened the door to their house and stepped in. "Do you want me to put some tea on?" she asked.
 
Al'ika hung up her cloak and sat down in her rocking chair. She picked up the sewing she was doing, humming quietly.
 
"Yeah," Al'ika said. She folded her sewing neatly and washed out her teacup before changing into her shift. "Haven't been sleeping well, it seems."
 
Keth wrapped his arms around her tightly until she drifted off. He felt her go quicker this time and smiled, feeling that progress was being made.
 
Al'ika did fall asleep quicker, and it took longer for her dreams to haunt her.

She woke up in the middle of the night, covered in sweat, whimpering softly, trying not to wake Keth.
 
Keth didn't want her to know she'd woken him up so he just kept holding her firmly until she fell back to sleep.
 
Al'ika woke up slowly. Sitting up in bed, she stretched and yawned. She felt REALLY tired this morning. She padded over to the kitchen and began making breakfast.
 
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