Up until now, Aleron's come by every few days to check on his old friend, only to be shooed away by healers. He's calmly taken what status update he could get before leaving and patiently waited to be told that his friend may finally have visitors. Only very briefly. There's been a stern enough look about that point. He has no doubt he'll be run out with a broomstick at his backside if he wears Nathaniel out.

When he does make it in, he remains quiet and nods hello in greeting. He's brought a book, something he finds thrilling, but guaranteed to make any sane and recovering soul fall asleep for some much needed rest: a book of sermons by Divine Somethingorother the Third. He's trying anyway.

"I was beginning to wonder if your healer didn't have designs on you. Everyone's been kept out."