"Of course. And Auntie Micha." Where she might fail alone, she had her friend as backup to help where she had shortcomings. Micha still seemed full of light. Full of hope.
Standing slowly she stepped over to the bedside. Fluffed his pillow a little, or as much as she could without him having to move. "You should rest. For anything to work, meditation, or medication, you need your sleep." She couldn't resist brushing his hair back from his forehead. "I am so glad you have returned. We will have you as close to right as we can."