The sound of his laughter, soft as it may be, does just as much to help put Aleanna at ease as does the comforting presence of his warm body. She smiles, glancing over at him, very much hoping she'll get the chance to hear that particular sound again. Maker, he really is lovely.

Her eyes flutter closed a bit as he begins rubbing circles on her back, a gesture she very much appreciates. She might feel as bad as she did yesterday, if not worse, but she must admit she is quite fond of this more intimate treatment.

"I would rather they move on," she says, considering for a moment. "They won't be able to close rifts without me but they can still help in other ways that don't require me. I just hope they don't run into any trouble." Which is both sweet and hypocritical of her, given how often she tends to attract trouble herself on a daily basis.

At that, she has to smile sheepishly. If she weren't already flushed from the fever, she would be blushing.

"Well of course," she says, "because that's what I'm here for. Extended recoveries."