"No, don't walk all that way," Anders said. He dragged himself out of bed and over to the door, reasoning that -- if he honestly meant to be a healer -- he'd need to get used to midnight visits. "And don't trust Navaan. Just give me a second, please."

The door came open. Before he'd registered much more than that they both looked rather disheveled, Anders greeted them with, "I'm up. What's happened?"