He wasn't going anywhere. Liberty knew, of course, that Alexander's recovery wasn't entirely within his own power, but mental attitude counted for a lot, didn't it? If he thought that he was dying, it was more likely that he really would die. She didn't say much more, not trusting herself not to become sentimental in a way she'd regret later, but gave him an emphatic nod and said simply, 'Good,' in that same earnestly sincere tone.
The story he told then was an unusual one, but it was compelling, and Liberty tried to follow as best she could. He told it well, for a man as ill as he was, and although some of the details were lost on her, due to the absence of context, she understood well enough. It was possibly the most detailed dream she'd ever heard!
'There has never been a murder on Rica,' she told him. 'It must have been frightening for you, dreaming about something as bad as that! More exciting than dreaming of resolving a property dispute, but still.' Liberty shook her head. 'I don't know where it came from, but did your dream show you how it ended? Did you prove Levi's innocence?' She spoke animatedly, more invested than she should have been in the outcome of a trial from a dream.