"I think I spotted a couple of empty beds around there, but they may have since become occupied by others in the pack or other cultists. Let's have a look." Janius began towards the makeshift infirmary again. He was eager to move on from the throne room, as it happened; the skeletons seemed even more eerie when the room was empty save for Kaleeth and himself.

The infirmary was in about the same state as it was when Janius left. Perhaps with a few more people sleeping, including Ahnasha and Fendros seated next to the table with Rhazii, Meesei and Sabine. Janius approached to see the progress, but only raised a hand in greeting rather than risk waking anyone. Rhazii in particular was peacefully dreaming in spite of the wince-inducing marks he still showed.

Sabine moved up to Kaleeth and gave her a hug at seeing her safe, but also stayed silent for now. She moved as if she still had a lot of energy, but her eyes were forming dark rings indicative of fatigue.

"How goes it?" Janius whispered to Sabine while she was close.

Sabine pulled away from Kaleeth and answered with her own whisper. "We have to make sure he can rest, so we are keeping the pain at bay. Everything else must heal over time."