"I'm sorry, but our patients are resting. Please lower your voice," the healer instructed without much feeling. He was drained. So was his whole staff. The Aerie had taken in most of those injured in the raid, treated the injured and coordinated with Riders to ferry messages to their families.
Holt seethed. "But is she okay?"
"I told you, just as the Weyr did. There were only two reported Rider deaths. Neither of them were a Green dragon. Now let them rest. You're agitated and it won't help anyone to see you like this," the healer informed, tone dismissive.
Holt, please. Come sit with me. They're alive.
Holt glared down the man and then turned to leave.
Just, let me know anything you hear from Qui. And when Mau's awake. I need to see her.
He left the Aerie to sit outside on Korith's feet, leaning back onto his Blue's leg. He ached. Being angry didn't hurt like this. He would wait, and he did wait. Mau would wake up and ask for him, and then they'd let him see her. They would. He knew she was in there. The news swirling in the Weyr was hard to pin down, several accounts came in and answers were frustratingly scarce. People coming and going, new letters and arrivals with news each moment. The fighting was over, but the dust would not settle any time soon.
For Quimyenth, it seemed like an eternity. She herself had been checked over, but hadn’t been paying attention to anything but the fact that Mau was out. Hammer had been deposited with her as well, the pair waiting for the rider to wake up. It had been so long, but she hadn’t heard anything! If Mau was awake she would tell her something, rather than neatly put to the side. The Green focused again, until she caught the faint traces of awareness coming from her rider.
The rider was groggy, aware of Qui’s words but less so of her surroundings. Still, she became more and more aware. Sorta.
M’here. Mau seemed out of it still, though she was more and more awake. She didn’t think about it, but had probably been given something earlier. She really didn’t know what had been going on before the Bronze had come down and- Qui, are you okay? Mau was suddenly panicked, but not for long.
I’m just peachy. Hammer is fine too. We’re all okay. The last words were said out of relief, the Green relaxing, finally. Well, for a moment. Quimyenth was not about to sit still for too long. I gotta tell Korith.
Korith? Why didn’t Korith know? She focused on the room around her, catching sight of healers moving in the hallways. She had to be at the Aerie. Again. That put a bad taste in her mouth. But she was alone. As she looked around she didn’t see Holt, or Hammer, or any of her stuff. She tried to sit up, which of COURSE summoned a healer to her side. What surprised her the most was the weird tugging at her side, one she didn’t usually feel. The Healer pushed her down, but she didn’t resist, looking confused. She was in different clothes as well. She didn’t have time to focus on that though, she caught the last bit of their words.
“-it will pull out your stitches.” Mau looked up blankly at the healer, who was looking tired. Stitches. She tried to think back, but didn’t get anything. She did remember the pain, which was dim at the moment. More like a soreness, then actual pain. She didn’t know that was temporary.
“Where’s Holt?” Obviously there wasn’t a look of recognition on the Healer’s face. “I want to see Holt.” She was NOT going to be stuck in here for an eon by herself yet again.
“You really should rest while-“
Mau frowned and tried to sit up again. Either Holt was coming here or she was going to see him. She got pushed down again.
Korith! Mau is awake! She wants to see Holt. Obviously. Quimyenth was relieved, and a little amused. However she checked back in with her rider’s thoughts and mentally sighed. She’s getting a bit mad though. Healers and all.