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Al'ika groaned. "I'm getting drunk the moment I am feeling better," she warned, shakily sitting back up.
 
Keth vame home at dinner time and ate his meal. "Got good rest?" he asked, seeing her using the ledgers as pillows.
 
Al'ika finished the list of what all the missing herbs made and handed it to Keth a couple hours later. "Have Issak or Jester look at it before giving it to Flish," she said before grabbing an empty basin and throwing up again.
 
"That they should be very, very careful, a lot of antidote ingredients went missing," Al'ika said weakly.
 
Flish stopped in after he ended his shift at the tavern. "Keth pulled night duty so he asked me to stay with you tonight," he said. "Do you want me in the spare bed or are we sharing?"
 
"We can share," Al'ika said. "I've stopped throwing up for now, I just have to take it slow." She gave a soft smile. "Thanks, Flish."
 
Flish climbed in to warm her up under the blankets. "It's been a long day and it feels nice to sleep next to someone again."
 
Al'ika smiled softly, understanding where Flish was coming from. She found one of his hands and squeezed it gently, showing her appreciation for him being there.
 
Al'ika woke up a few hours later, drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, tears running down her face. She slowly laid back down, hiding her face, praying Flish hadn't woken up.
 
Flish had woken up but just held her a bit tighter to reassure her instead of making a huge deal out of it.
 
With the tighter hug, she knew she had woken him up. She was thankful he wasn't making a big deal out of it, so she snuggled closer to him and her hand sought out his again, squeezing it a bit tighter this time.
 
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