[Yuan shakes his head. I have long since given up wondering what I did to deserve his service. Botta is simply Botta.]

[He almost expects to feel weariness in his bones, these days, when it comes clear they've been awake all night. Those years in Iselia were an adjustment, and Yuan remembers what it is to be mortal again. But today there is no tiredness: only being.]

[Raine is awake, as it transpires, slitting her eyes open to decide how alert she needs to be and finally sitting up to stretch her arms over her head. With the care of long practice she works her way free of the knot of children without waking anyone, and she drops her blankets in such a way that they'll keep the sun from Genis's eyes for a little while longer.]

[She stands, and feels the angels' eyes upon her. There is only a brief pause for bemusement when she sees how Kratos and Yuan have settled; Raine assumes anyone would need comfort, after nightmares that bad.]

Is everything all right?

[This she says barely louder than a breath, trusting their advanced hearing to catch what won't wake the children.]

[We'd like your assistance, Yuan passes her. Raine does not look surprised at all.]