Well, in short, carry me, and I'll rest for a bit.
Ayko waves some papers in front of the elf's face, trying to bring her to her senses.
Kilika is ready to help; if she doesn't wake up soon, she'll run to the city to get a doctor (or, if she wants, she'll run there right away).
Another place, another time:
It was the end of Sunday, and the dwarf, feeling that from Monday on, the rules of this world would be less favorable to her and she would have less time, decides to visit another philosophical guild, hoping to make new, useful acquaintances with the smartest people in the city (or however it turns out).