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Heavy footsteps clunked up the stairs, catching my attention immediately. 

"Your friend will be fine," the doctor said as he emerged from around the corner, "He was, as you suspected, incredibly dehydrated. But my scans ascertained the correct cocktail of fluids and nutrients that he needs. Within 12 hours of bed rest and a constant supply of fluids, he will recover." 

I sank down into the raggedy sofa slightly as relief washed over me from head to toe. 

As loathe as I was to admit it, part of my eagerness to try and do something about the unfolding situation on this planet had very likely been to try and distract myself from the position that Yr'Arl was in. 

Now that I knew he was going to be absolutely fine I felt that eagerness subside a little, not that I was going to abandon anyone. I was still going to do my best to help. I just wasn't going to run into the situation half-cocked.