Dr. Tot arrived just as the sun halfway sank behind the trees around the Village, Regent Cid with him. Nicara and Valian led them to the hut, where Cid instantly went to his adoptive daughter's side, taking her hand in his.

"What's her temperature, and symptoms, and how long has she felt ill?" the doctor asked Bernadice.

"Her temperature has held as 103 for the past three hours, and earlier she said she felt dizzy and tired, and vomited once while here. That was closer to four or five hours ago."

"She seemed funny earlier," Nic added. "At breakfast, she barely ate." Vivi nodded, remembering the strangeness of that incident.

"Hmm..." The bird-man listened to Eiko's breathing and heartbeat, looked at her eyes, throat, and ears, felt her forehead and for tenderness on her belly. Through it all, Eiko laid still, if she even realized they were there, panting slightly and making these odd, quiet, moan-like little noises.

"ugh... ugh..."

"Well?" asked Cid worriedly.

"It could be any number of things," Dr. Tot answered. "A virus, something she ate, poison from plant of animal, the list goes on. But I can eliminate a few right away." He uncovered her and checked for bite or puncture marks, or a rash. As there was none, poison by injury or contact was out. Then he turned to the others. "Did she eat anything before today's breakfast that no one else did, or is anyone else ill?"

"She ate with us every meal," Vivi answered, "and anything she ate, so did at least one other mage and genome here. No one else is ill. Unless - " He looked at his sons. " - did she or any of you eat something you found in the woods?" All of his sons shook their heads no.

"Nothing father," Calan answered for them all. Dr. Tot sighed.

"Must be a regular illness, if not food poison or injury-related. I'll give her some medicine to break the fever, and them we'll see." He pulled a flask out of his bag, unstoppered it, and poured some into a spoon, then - with Cid supporting his daughter into a sitting position - slowly trickled the medicine down her throat. "Her fever should break before dawn."

Throughout the rest of the day and all that night, her father and the two healers sat with her, with the villagers frequently coming and going, inquiring as to her well-being.