"Hrm...perhaps....or perhaps not." Medivh folded his arms, cocking his head slightly. "Any rest without being disturbed is a luxury to be honest." He huffed a sigh, the feathered mantle shifting as he shrugged a little. "It has been far too long since I have last properly rested. If it's not a battlefield, it's horrific visions." He started to pace again, agitated. He really missed his staff.

He hesitated for a moment before turning to face Khadgar again with a quiet expression. Considering.

"Perhaps we can both take this lull to at least attempt at rest then. We will be of no use to our allies if we do not."