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[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[Since Laguna picked her up from Evil Forest, Raine has been asleep. Asleep for days. Even with being force fed healing spring water, she's still been exhausted and close enough to death's door to have earned a nervous vigil the family and a doctor. The doctor's been pretty non-committal about how the new mother is holding up, having heard her previous history.

But after sleeping for five days solid, it seems the spring water's worked its magic, because Raine is finally stirring.

She sits up in bed, startled, because she doesn't recognize it at all. She's just groggy enough to believe that the whole episode in the forest was an elaborate dream and she's just been moved somewhere else in her little village.]

Ellone? Where are you? Do you have the baby?

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[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

[She's starting to feel a little intrusive and shifts as though she wants to leave the room.]

...I think I dropped my glass of water when I came in...

[Besides, they need a chance to talk without interruption, too.]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[Raine shifts like she's going to get up. Moving's more tiring than she cares to admit to.

Still not turning lose of the hubby's hand though. She quite likes that.]

I can go get it.

[prez-leg-cramp.livejournal.com]

Sit.

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

[Her response comes at the same time as Laguna's. Elle's the one who gets up.]

No. No no no. It's okay. I'll get it. I don't mind.

[Offering a smile, she walks to the door and slips out to pick up her glass and cleanup the water. It's mostly dry already but... she wants to give them a little time.]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[Annoyed face. Raine is making it. She loves her family, but being treated like she's frail rubs her independent nature the wrong way.]

For Hyne's sake, I just had a baby. I'm not an invalid!

[prez-leg-cramp.livejournal.com]

No, but you just had a baby! That calls for resting! Besides, you're tired, I can tell.

Totally.

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[Sigh.

He's right, but Raine isn't about to admit it. Closest she comes is slumping back against the pillows.

After a moment of continued frown, she lets it go and uses her free hand to brush at the gray streaks in Laguna's hair.]

I won't be as bad as you were about resting.

[prez-leg-cramp.livejournal.com]

Please, you're worse than me.



As you said, I complained and whined all the time about the pain. That isn't not resting. So c'mon, chin up. You're stronger than me but that doesn't mean you can't not rest.

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

I hate feeling helpless.

[A tiny huff of air, then she finally softens into a smile. She scoots over too to make more room for Laguna.]

I'll rest. Don't worry.