The Prefect followed her to the door, and watched her go, making sure that she made her way to the rest huts. When she stepped inside, showing the crystal, the one manning the entrance looked over, and their gaze met the Prefect's... even from that distance.

They nodded to each other, before the guard stepped inside, to relay the message to those charged with maintaining the beds and such.

The Prefect then went back inside, looking at the half-finished tea that Callie had left.

"...she is not balanced." they muttered.

"In her is much... discord." they went on.

"She cannot save our world, they way she is." they then lamented, shaking their head slightly.

Even though her crying was silent... the elves there could tell she was distressed, at least.

But it was not their place to intervene with her. To interfere. They were merely there to make sure she slept, and did not cause any trouble. As such, they refrained from approaching her about it, even though a few weren't happy about it.

Sadly for Callie, sleep did not come easily for her. Her concern for Adym, as well as grappling with her conscience about what she had done, made it so that... at best, by the time the sun managed to shine through the windows, she had only gotten about 3 hours of sleep.

And even then, it had been broken up, and fitful, with horrific visions and nightmares plaguing her thoughts.

Unsurprisingly, when she decided to stir for the morning, she looked worse than when she entered the building.

And the elves there all looked upon her with concern in their expressions.

When she turned around, she saw many elves milling about... and almost all spared her a look.

Some with concern, some with interest.

Some with immense disdain.

She could guess that what she had done had gotten around, and remembered what the Prefect had said.

At the very least, she knew she was safe. She hoped so, anyway.

She also saw that the sun was shining brightly overhead... the first time she'd seen that in a while.

She saw the Prefect exit the building, and stand there, looking skyward. They then started to walk in the direction of the medical tent, but stopped when they noticed Callie, making their way to her.

"Good morning." they greeted her.

"...though you might say otherwise." they said.

"Seems your night was less than restful." they commented further.

"You sure you are well?"

She saw the Prefect's expression sour a smidgen when she mentioned Adymir leaving, but it disappeared as soon as it arrived, and the tall elf cleared their throat lightly, before sighing.

"He does." they confirmed.

"It's always been here for him, and will always be here for him." they went on, gesturing off into the village. Callie followed his direction, and it seemed like he was pointing to a hut with a lighter green roof than those close to it.

"See the one with the light green roof?" they asked.

"I do, yes." Callie responded.

"That is Adymir's hut." the Prefect confirmed.

"Feel free to use it." the Prefect then told her. "Seeing as you are Adymir's friend, it seems, then it would probably be best if you stayed there until he awakens." they reasoned.

"Truth be told, I was on my way to check on him." they then admitted.

"...." they were then silent, before looking her over.

"Have YOU seen a medic yet?" they asked.

"Because it certainly seems like you should, if you have yet to."

"..." the Prefect was silent as Callie said what she did, and insisted that she would be fine... she thought.

They then sighed, and shook their head.

"If you say so." they replied.

"It is not my business to force my ideals of health and wellness on others." they reasoned.

"I bid you good day." they then finished, before turning and heading in the direction of the medical tent.