While Ysaryn went off, Kire entered the infirmary. A few healers milled about, waiting for any instructions from their mistress. Gavin was asleep, Elva was nearby, still watching Ruli like a hawk. Spotting Kire, she put a finger to her lips, then gestured for her to step closer. "Talk later," the healer whispered as she pulled Kire into an embrace, afterwards explaining the state of Ruli. 

Kire looked down at him, and at once guilt got to her. He was trembling so much. She had had a taste of this poison before, and it had been hell. To know that he was feeling worse now tore at her. She was about to ask Elva to let her sleep nearby when Ruli opened his eyes, looking at her with red eyes. "I can't take you home yet, I'm sorry," she answered, even as she mentally calculated how soon she could muster a portal. Maybe if she napped for a couple of hours, she could manage at least one. 

Before she could voice this, however, Ruli disappeared. "[I]Oh, fuck![/i]" Elva cursed. Nearby, Gavin woke with a start. 
"Whuzzat?" He asked, bleary-eyed. "Oh, Kire! Wussrong?" 
Shit, Kire muttered under her breath as Elva gave instructions to search for him. 
"Where would he go?" The healer demanded from Kire and Gavin. "He's still too weak to be just mucking about! And it's too cold outside! He didn't go to his world, did he?"
"No--ah shit, he Walked," Gavin said, finally realizing, rubbing his face in frustration. "Alright, let me get up, I'll help."
"I'll find him, give me a blanket?" Kire asked. 

She paced the manor for a few moments, centering herself, until at last she caught the signature. [I]Huh.[/i] Kire tilted her head down. "Well?" Elva called. 
Kire nodded. "Let me handle it." She was about to move when she paused, looking down at her dirty, bloody armor, the swords she was carrying. The way she looked now wasn't exactly a calming image. She unbuckled her belt, then took off the armor, before following the trail.

He was in the hot springs below. Kire paused, cautious, afraid she night spook him. "Ruli?" She called. Kire took a few, tentative steps, then stopped a couple of yards away. "Look, just listen for a bit," she said in as calm a voice as she could. "You need to recover a bit more. Even if I could, sending you through a portal might make you feel worse. And I've used up all my energy for portals. The most I can promise is to wait a few hours for me to recover my strength." 

She sighed, then sat down cross-legged. "I'm sorry. That you have to through this. And for bringing you into this fight." She watched him, his body curled like that of a frightened, wounded animal. "Do you feel better here? If you promise to see Elva first thing tomorrow, I'll ask her to bring you pillows or something."