[Waver breathes carefully as emotional and physical exhaustion sweeps through him and begins to take root. He is thankful he didn't slide into an altered state, as he listens to Ginia and Iskandar talk, and fumbles for his phone:

Saki, Ritsuki, Hatsuki

Waver blinks at the text, before realization sinks in. Her Names. They hold power over each other in their hands, and the balance is restored:

Thank you.

He texts back. There's a fine tremor starting up as he looks up from the phone and pockets it. Iskandar.

A mana transfer? ... that can't hurt, he is hungry that way. Maybe it'll help with the rest. Waver's voice is just as soft as he takes his hand.]

... thanks. [It'll be the simplest of mana transfers.] ... the thing had quite the fight in it. It...

... we'll talk in private. This is not quite the place for it.