Much of my own questions will likely be echoed by Dohalim. The first, I suppose, would be how long you've been trying to reach out to me.

[there's a soft chuckle as the Renan struggles with wakefulness, and he squeezes the young man's hand reassuringly.]

You can rest safely here, Dohalim. I'm sure Rukkhadevata will still answer your questions after you've slept. She'll be more able to help with your fever than I, as well.

[admittedly, it's something of a selfish comment too. there are things he himself is not prepared to share with Dohalim, things he needs to ask the Goddess in turn.]