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Yashweh, Chelsea, Saleh

"You're going to pass out." He said sternly before placing a hand over Oliver's mouth to keep him from translating. "And we're in a desert. Their water is precious at this moment." he hissed, ears flattening before letting go of Oliver's mouth. Leo was being stubborn once more, the king giving a low growl before cutting it short and looking at Saleh. The teen flinched and Elliot worked on removing the frustration and anger from his face. "He needs water in order to heal your people."

Saleh nodded, hearing Leo's translated question as well and turned to the medics. "Open the roofs and fetch clean water." he ordered, the few shamans looking and working quickly. Elliot made Sure Oliver was helping, finding him something to do whether it was unwinding bandages or helping the recently healed become adjusted. The king did use some of his own water to cover Oliver's hand in a thin layer, not wanting him to get sick or dirty. It left the king lightheaded after but he went to work as well, working throughout the day for all the sick people.

And he also barely took a drink of water, making sure it all went to Leo and refusing when Saleh offered. Leo was healing, Elliot wasn't doing much else aside from moving people and re-bandaging them up. The people were surprised, pain and hallucinations being replaced with calm and peace. Some wept, others mourned their loved ones now that they had clarity, and some rested.

He ran forward, catching Leo before he fell and sitting on the ground.

"Should we call your friend?" the young king asked.

"No. I've got this." And lifted Leo with a small grunt.

"My friend you are burned and are no longer sweating. Your skin is burning."

Elliot stared, allowing Saleh to give him a drink of water before walking back towards the main tent, nearly staggering in but managed to place Leo down before falling down himself. "Do those baby jars fill with water?"

Chelsea looked up, holding the sleeping Rin. "N-No sir. Merely baby's milk. Should we send for some water?" Though she wasn't sure who she could ask.

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"Really Tsume, your kind words warm my heart." Elliot said, sitting beside Leo before smelling the water. His body would have jumped and leapt into the bag had he not had to share it, but he found a nearby cup and downed the first one before speaking. "He healed each and every one, which is why he's passed out now. I wish he wouldn't push himself too hard. He will seriously injure himself one day." but the cup was dipped in again and he drank it with the same speed as the first.

"H-How?" he looked at the magic bag with curiosity, interest, and the small tinge of fear at the unknown. "Do I just, fill our pots? I do not want to use it all."

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"I might actually enjoy that." he murmured, slowing down on his third drink. "How are the boys?"

Saleh listened to the translation, eyes widening at the amount of generosity these people were giving them. They knew nothing about the culture, the religion of the elder, even the language was dramatically different, but they were still helping. "I-I'll tell the people. You do not mind them coming in, do you?" he asked, doing his best not to cry. Even when the Patherans had turned them away, and the Eelof and Baz, this kindness was far too much for him.

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Saleh nodded at Tsume thankfully before looking at Oliver. "Your help would be wonderful.

"You can take the bad." Elliot filled up his fourth glass, and filled up a jar before setting it on the floor above Leo's head. "I'm done with it for now.

Saleh listened to the translation, nodding and wiping his tears before carefully lifting the bag. "We'll go to our town square and have people come. Can you announce loudly to them as we walk?"

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People came out of their tents and huts, hearing both Oliver and Saleh call, and after a few minutes many had the largest pots, vases, jars, pouches, anything that could hold water. Saleh was impressed by how much it held, as were the people, many seeing the small bag and wondering if it would be enough. However, within the next few hours, sun setting on the horizon, everyone had fresh Falian water, even the animals and some potted plants that were kept for cooking. Saleh let Oliver fill up the last jar, the king filling up his own pouch before offering it. "Thank you for your help." and smiled.

Elliot had decided to rest, stealing his children from Chelsea and Tsume before napping.

And the bear had to look around for food, growing hungry before sitting patiently beside Tsume. "So, I'm going to have siblings." she said, watching the royal family sleep.

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Saleh listened, smiling as he walked, the contents of the bag sloshing inside. "No. You have hardly spoken enough you are so very quiet, Oliver. But they do seem like kind people. They have helped my people even though we know nothing about each other. I am surprised they do have slaves, one would not think they would have that sort of caste system." he thought a moment, nodding a you're welcome at some women who were just entering their house. "But if they treat all of their slaves as kindly as you, the two in the tent must be some sort of higher up slave, no?"

"I'm a bit shocked." she admitted, taking the bread with a small thanks and biting in to it. "I haven't even met the women, personally." And she'd come on this trip to somewhat avoid them as well. "How did he meet them?" Another bite went into the bear's mouth, Chelsea looking over at the wolf.

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Oh. Servants were much better than slaves on a caste scale. "Yashweh should be receiving his familiar soon we hope. Unfortunately there is little chance we'll find one the same age as him." he took a sip from his water pouch. "I think your mind will change one day, Oliver. Just not any time soon, and I think that's all right. We're still getting used to not used to having an elder. It will take us many years to grow accustomed to it."

"Oh. I wonder what made him physically attracted to them. You would think He'd mention them before trying something like this." she murmured before smiling. "I don't worry about him forgetting me. I'm more worried that he'll become to stressed. He is old."

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"That is interesting. Familiars here are incredibly stubborn because without a Retian elder they could choose on their own if they wanted to bond or not. Many are still following the old ways so they do not acknowledge our new elder yet. At least not completely. I wonder if they'll wait until she's stronger. " He took another sip of his pouch, offering it to Oliver just as he heard a click. "Are you tired? Goodness I'm sorry you have been in the sun all day. Here you really need a drink."

"They raped him?" she whispered in shock. She wasn't sure how to feel to know her father had been forced down by Falian women. "Invigorating or inebriating, Tsume?" Chelsea was not pleased, knowing the women could have drugged him and then had their way with her old man.