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Arha leaned over the tub her Little Maker had been confined to and hummed something that wasn't exactly a tune and yet was.  It was rhythm-less, but it seemed to help ease the Shai-Hulud's distress.  He was uncomfortable confined like this, much in the same way she was.  Her fingers, too, helped, as they brushed along the sand-smooth hide. 

Arha did not feel well.  Unbalanced was a good description for it.  Hot was another.  It was not illness.

Yet today, the racing flipping colors outside that had fascinated her made her wish to vomit quite violently in the utmost of non-Fremen ways.  She, like one of her training could, ignored the impulse and sat with her back to the lightshow, with her fingers gliding over the Little Maker's head as he bumped his tri-sectioned mouth into her hand.  Arha closed her eyes and lay her head against her arm.

She was not so sure she liked space.

Perhaps it would pass.

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Luke scratched the worm lightly, wondering if it might be itchy, as he thought. This wasn't anywhere near his realm of expertise, but Jedi had always been thought of as sophists, and it was something for his mind to turn over, like an interesting stone he'd found in a canyon while exploring once.

"You took his pain into yourself so he would not have to experience it anymore," Luke said softly.

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"He was trapped," Arha whispered. "And they would have never let him go. Never. I gave him what peace I could." The worm was pleased with the scratching and fairly vibrated, though he kept his place, curled snug against Arha as she started to list. "He was withering. I came to him when I was five years old, unafraid, and I was sixteen when he asked me to have mercy on him. I took the pain and I took him home inside me. His teeth are my blades."

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"Then you did a very good, kind thing," Luke said gently, reaching up with his other hand and putting it bracingly against Arha's shoulder. "Mercy, compassion, empathy; these are all important traits to have."

He watched her carefully, worried. "Arha, you're tilting. Why don't you get some rest? I can keep an eye on this little guy."

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It was not so bad, here. Shai-Hulud even felt better, free from his pen. He would not leave her and,if necessary, he could take a limb or two off anyone attempting to harm her. She could sense he would if it came down to it. While he was not as Sheeana's worm, in his own desert way, he cared a great deal for the woman he had watched undergo the Agony. Arha herself didn't know exactly why, but she accepted it.

She closed her eyes.

"I will sleep for a little while," she murmured. "And then I will be better." Arha paused, thinking. "I think that the Universe is full of things that go wrong. Putting things right? This is a good thing."

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Luke smiled; in so few words, she'd gotten to the core of what it was he'd spent a lifetime doing. Putting things right; a Jedi's task.

"I'll stay with you," he said softly. "So you're not bothered while you sleep."

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"That would be a good thing, too," she murmured drowsily, the beginnings of a smile flitting across her face as she laid her cheek against the Little Maker's hide. He rumbled softly and shored her weight up so she was comfortable. Arha had slept worse places than the ground and her fingers against the worm's hide were more for desert connection than anything. He was a connection to her sands and the cinnamon scent of Spice filled her with a sense of comfort and home.

Her Little Maker was getting big. Seven and a half feet in length, now, and thick around. He was perhaps a little longer than Sheeana's, slower, too, but he was growing. This Thinking Machine was a tiring place when all she seemed to do was fight with it, to some extent, on nearly every level.

"I will not sleep long," she added with a sigh as her eyes close. "Just...just enough."

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"Sleep as long as you want," he said quietly. His fingers idly stroked the worm, not wanting to disturb it or Arha. She looked like she could use the rest badly. "I'll be here when you wake up."