He rested for a day, until he could get out of bed without getting sick everywhere and then Aarav threw him into some of the hardest learning he’d ever done. With perhaps the exception of third level calculus in college. These lessons were mental as well as physical and he ended every day exhausted.
But every day he got closer to seeing her again and that drove him on, kept him going through some very long days. Finally, he was able to move from the Lyceum to his uncle’s townhouse and continue lessons there.
Until he’d gained enough control over himself that he could write to her, that he could tell her he missed her and wanted to see her. But she hadn’t replied, and he didn’t know if that meant she was just busy or if she just didn’t want to see him. The latter was what made it hard to sleep at night. But he’d done all he could and now he just had to wait.