Meesei gladly allowed Sabine to help make her more comfortable, as comfort was certainly something she was lacking in at the moment. She silently pointed over to Sabine's bag of potions to request a healing potion. The ones she had drank the night before had worn off by now, so pain was becoming an issue for her. She lifted up the bandage slightly to get a look at her wound, then pressed her hand against it and charged restoration energy through the area. To any healer examining her, her condition would seem just as critical as it was before. The spear had caused significant damage to multiple vital organs, to the point that some were almost nonfunctional. Magic could repair it, but it was not a certainty. Meesei, however, held no fear. Hircine's words had been more than enough of a guarantee for her that she was more afraid for the well-being of the others than herself. None of them had life-threatening injuries, but Lorag had a broken kneecap, and she hoped it didn't have any lasting effects.

A few of the others were beginning to stir as well. Lorag was asleep, but with his leg, he wouldn't be going anywhere anyway. Ahnasha's ears twitched at the sounds around her once Janius started talking, prompting her to wake as well. She was quite comfortable where she was with Fendros, so she elected to stay there for a bit longer, though she did lift up her head to get a good look at Meesei.

"Yeah, I'm up. I don't know how much of an improvement that is, though. My dreams were a lot less...painful." Meesei responded to Janius, groaning as she shifted slightly on her bedroll. She held her hand up in front of her for a moment, looking over the beautiful, intricately designed Ring on her finger. "Actually, rest was not entirely uneventful. Hircine graced me with his presence in the night. His words erased any fear I had about my own survival, as he named me his Champion."