It wasn't long until Lest was conscious again, and was allowed visitors. Once Vishnal got the news, he was bolting in. His relief was obvious when he seen Lest sitting up looking mostly normal. The fatigue was still noticeable in his sagging eyes and pale face, but he could speak and focus so it was an improvement.

Lest greeted his employee, "hey Vishnal. Thanks for being here for me. I'm okay now, I think."

Vishnal said nothing, just approached and sat near his boss, smiling in relief.

"I'm free to go now. Want to take me back to work?"

Vishnal's face dropped into indignation. "Sir, I must insist that you take the rest of the day off! The doctor said so!"

Lest chuckled. "Alright, you win. Do you mind taking me home then? I'll give you directions."

"Ah, certainly sir." A plan began forming in his head, as long as he stuck around he could make sure Lest rested properly. While he didn't expect his boss to allow him inside his living quarters, he could at least make sure he made it home safely, and maybe even hang around to make sure he wasn't sneaking out.

"Good, I'll call Leon." Lest said as he stood.

"That won't be necessary, I already called. He says he'll take care of things for the day."

"Huh, you're really on top of things. Well done."

"It is my job sir."

Lest just nodded as they made their way down the halls and back to the car. Vishnal drove, occasionally glancing over to make sure his boss was conscious. He ended up fretting, and asking if he should turn on the air conditioning, or put the windows down, or adjust the seats. Lest just chuckled at the thought of Vishnal's absurd attention to detail.

As they pulled in, Lest gestured for Vishnal to come in with him. This was the first time Vishnal seen his boss's house. It was vastly smaller than he expected but that wasn't entirely surprising. There were a few fruit trees growing in the front yard and a small garden of flowers lining the path to his house, giving it a quaint and humble charm. Lest inserted his key and wobbled inside, with Vishnal following.

Immediately Vishnal started looking around as his boss's house. It seemed well kept, but Vishnal's sharp eye detected some things he could improve on. While he didn't voice this just yet to be polite, he wasn't about to let a speck of dust get by him.

Lest made it to his room and crawled into bed, not bothering to change out of his clothes. This didn't go unnoticed. "Sir, it might not be my place to say, but should you be sleeping in your suit?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, I should probably change."

"Right, I'll leave you to it." He bowed cordially and left the room, giving his boss some privacy. Lest only raised an eyebrow since he didn't care at all if the other saw him changing.

Some slight motion could be heard, Lest wasn't exactly sure what his unit was doing but he wasn't going to pry. He also didn't really feel much like changing clothes so he just stripped down to his underwear and hid under the covers. It wasn't like he was ashamed of his body, but it would feel weird to be almost naked with his co-worker present.

For a brief moment, he wondered if Vishnal possibly had some ulterior motives in coming here. Those thoughts quickly died, as Lest could think of no one who was as honest and virtuous to a fault as his secretary. It could be an act, but he didn't seem cunning enough to pull it off.

Vishnal returned then, with a cup of tea in hand, which he laid next to his boss on his nightstand. While he couldn't cook, he could at least make simple tea without it turning disastrous. "Before I leave for the day, I would be honoured to do your housework." He suddenly fell silent, and began panicking. "Not to say that your house is dirty or anything! I just feel like I can take care of the chores while you rest. That'll be less you'll have to worry about when you feel better."

"Vishnal, I can do that tomorrow. I'm not permanently enfeebled."

"I don't mind." His tone was neutral, but he seemed somewhat dismissive. "You need your rest sir! It's no good to work yourself into submission."

"You're one to talk, I seem to remember you collapsing attempting to till fields the other day."

Vishnal blushed and felt ashamed of that, but he wasn't about to let his boss make light of his condition. "That is true sir, but there is a difference between acute fatigue and chronic fatigue. You've been working too hard for too long, so you'll need more time to recover than I did."

"Are you just making stuff up?" His tone was unconvinced.

"I remembered that one thing from previous training. You know, I wanted to become a doctor, but I realised that I wouldn't be able to do that."

"Really? You seem like you could do anything."

Vishnal offered a despondent smile, flattered but also saddened. "No, I tried as hard as I could, but I could never pass a single class…"

"I'm so sorry."

"It's okay sir, I found out early on that I couldn't do it. But I am undaunted by failure! So I changed my course and became a butler, and then I got an office management degree too. That way, I could still help people in my own way." His mood abruptly changed to a more energetic, ambitious one. "That's why you should rest and leave the housework to me!"

"Alright, I'll leave it to you then."

Vishnal seemed almost giddy with delight at the prospect of doing housework, it made Lest chuckle to himself. Occasionally he'd see Vishnal buzzing around from his doorway, working diligently and with a smile.

Upon completion, he returned to his boss's room. Lest wasn't sleeping, he was doing something with his phone. Vishnal pouted slightly, worried that he was secretly working. "Done sir. Would you have me do anything else while I'm here?"

"We're off the clock now, so I won't give you orders like I usually do." After saying that, Lest paused. He could have continued, saying that Vishnal could have technically gone home, but hesitated because having him there definitely broke up the monotony. Instead something else came to mind. "It's late now, if you don't want to go home in the dark, you can stay in my guest room."

"Really sir? Thank you." He grinned at his luck, while concealing his motive of keeping his boss in line. "I'll do that. And I'll do a breakfast run for you in the morning."

"Mmm, thanks." At that he laid himself down. "Wake me up by six tomorrow okay?"

"You got it sir! Rest well!" As Lest rested, Vishnal continued cleaning the house top to bottom. He did it with all the stealth he could muster, barely making a sound. When everything shone to his standards, he very casually moved into the guest room and fell asleep as if this were a common occurrence.