The next morning, Ayame awoke in a strange environment. Her vision was blurry, so she couldn't see very well. All she saw was the same cerulean blue colored hair she saw last night. "Urrrrrrrgh... Where... Where am I...?" She moaned groggily. "Are you awake?" Said the same young man from last night. Ayame gasped, rubbing her eyes to make sure she was seeing right. "You... You're that person from last night... Where is this...?" She asked, suddenly feeling nauseous. "You are in Selphia, in the kingdom of Norad. And..." His voice trailed off, noticing she looked unwell. "Are you feeling ill? Do you have a fever?" He asked with concern. He felt her forehead. "You feel warm..." He said. "I... I'm fine... Don't worry about me..." Ayame said with a weak smile. The young man took out a medical kit, with a stethoscope. "I'm going to have to examine you. The doctor in this area has allowed me to examine people. Are you fine with this?" He asked. Ayame felt unsure, but had a feeling he could help. "Go ahead... I don't care..." She moaned. He then proceeded to listen to her heart and lungs. "Your heart and lungs are fine." He said. He then proceeded to see if her stomach was upset, but she jerked away. "You're not going to feel better until you let me help you." Ayame sighed heavily, lying back flat. He took the stethoscope and placed it on her stomach. Ayame cringed in fear and embarrassment. The young man smiled sweetly, lifting the stethoscope off her flat stomach. "Wait here, please." He said, still smiling. Ayame felt unnerved. What was he planning to do with her? When suddenly, she smelt food. The very intoxicating aroma itself was enough to make her whimper like a puppy. Which wasn't much of a stretch, due to the fact she was part silver wolf. She couldn't help but investigate, but quietly. She looked around a corner, and saw him. Cooking spaghetti and meatballs, making her mouth water and her stomach growl loudly. She gasped and froze up again. The young man turned his head, smiling and giggling. Ayame was even more unnerved than before and couldn't help wondering as to why he was even helping her. "All done. You can come in now." He said without looking. She tilted her head to the left, but walked in anyway. He brought her the food, though the portion size was huge. Her eyes widened. She thought it'd be wrong to eat this much. "M-may I really have this...?" Ayame asked politely. "You most certainly may." He said. "Ayame." She said. "Pardon me?" He asked. "My name. It's Ayame." She said. "Oh! Well... My name is Vishnal. A pleasure to meet you, Ayame!" He said happily. Ayame smiled at Vishnal, her eyes showing her thanks. She began to eat slowly, savoring every single bite. Half way through the meal, she started feeling full. But she wanted to make Vishnal happy, so she continued until she had finished all of it, then felt a tad overfull. She moaned quietly in pain, hoping not to drag any negative attention from Vishnal. When she moaned again, it drew Vishnal's attention. He frowned. "What's wrong?" He asked Ayame. "Ugh... Heh, I think I ate too much..." She said meekly. Her stomach gurgled sickly. She moaned louder. Vishnal started to feel guilty, helping her to her bed. "Vishnal...? I'm sorry I'm being a burden..." Ayame said, frowning from both pain and guilt. Vishnal frowned at her, trying to think of a way to make her feel better. "No, I'm the one who made a little too much... You were just trying to make me happy..." He said.