IC: ??? The Rahkshi stepped back, startled. What had he done? In the midst of all the confusion, the empty, painless areas that felt wrong without pain, a good feeling rose and swell. It had no place here, but it refused to be extinguished. Recognition. It was a start. He lifted the unconscious Rahkshi onto his own frame, still groggy, and stumbled into the nearest dorm. It was scarcely furnished. He dropped the Rahkshi onto the bed before sitting down himself and waiting. He wanted answers. He needed answers.