As strange as it may seem, sleeping didn't come naturally to Atbash. Her species of demon didn't necessarily need sleep, though the bodies they possessed still did. So while she experienced exhaustion, the she-cat could fight it if she wanted to and force her body to stay awake. Tonight was one of those nights when the savannah decided on staying up, mostly because of the words of Atticus still running through her mind, though she didn't see when Elsweyr had left. By the time the lioness came back, Atbash was relaxing on her porch and perked up when she saw that Elsweyr was up and trying to move around. Worried at first, Atbash jumped to her paws, though she relaxed when it seemed like Els had everything under control.

That is, until the Shadow Regent's legs buckled beneath her. Immediately, Atbash rushed to Elsweyr's side, attempting to help the lioness up and to use herself as an aid. It would be hard, considering the size difference, but anything was better than nothing, no? "You've got this, Elsweyr." Atbash tried to encourage. "You're doing much better than before, things are going uphill. You can lean on me if you need to, I'll be here."

Even as Aurum went about doing his daily tasks as luminary of Tanglewood, he often found his thoughts drifting back to Elsweyr during the day. He knew that she was alive, and being cared for, but that did little to quell the feeling of anxiety inside him, knowing that things could easily go wrong as she healed. However, when he did get to interact with her, he tried to act normal. Not baby her, or act as if she were suddenly made from glass, or porcelain. It was the exact reason he hadn't left her warning out of the meeting – even if he had put her on probation to force her to get some proper rest. He knew that it would do neither of them any good for him to act as if she were some small, wounded child. Although he didn't know everything about her former culture, he had learned over time that power, dignity, and self-sufficiency led to respect. Els wouldn't want him to treat her as if she had lost that self-sufficiency, and he knew that, hence why he usually kept conversations casual and business oriented when he did get to visit her.

Still, even if he didn't want her to feel coddled, or looked down on, he also didn't want her to push herself too much, far too fast. Not only would it no doubt upset Moth, but he didn't want her to injure herself further. It could only lead to disastrous consequences, the least of which being that she would have to take longer to recover. It was because of this that, while out on a nighttime patrol, Aurum froze up upon hearing Atbash's words of encouragement. Elsweyr was out? On her own? At night? With a frown coming to his muzzle, the tiger made his way over to where his shadow regent was, with Atbash desperately trying to help her out. He was quick to get on Elsweyr's other side, muttering as he moved to support her, "Here, lemme help... and don't you dare say we shouldn't help. The whole point of physical therapy is that you have help, and you get better on your own, step by step. I promise you Moth would give you the same speech if she was up. So just... let us help you get through the first few steps." He wasn't sure how long he'd let her do this before getting Moth, considering she could end up hurting herself, but he wasn't gonna stop her immediately. If she wanted to make the first steps now, then it was her right to try, at the very least.