Malachar delivered his complete error calculation on a Sunday morning.
He delivered it standing. This was notable — the fourth time he had stood in six weeks, and the longest duration yet. Elder Thessaly's maintenance pattern had shifted to accommodate the new posture, the ward architecture adjusting the way it had been adjusting for six weeks: continuously, precisely, the fae healing framework doing what fae healing frameworks did when the patient was recovering — not faster than the recovery allowed, not slower than it required.
He stood at the healing circle's center with the fae archive materials spread on the woven grass mat that Thessaly had placed for him — the geometric notation of the full vel'athren record, four hundred years of fae harmonic documentation that Aelindra had prod
