The dark that they moved through as Yuuki teleported the trio seemed endlessly empty, and for a second Atachii worried that maybe they'd be left there, lost in the emptiness around them. It made her clutch to the nearest body with a vice grip and squeeze her eyes shut as tight as she could possibly get them. After this little trip, she wondered why the hell Yuuki ever did this. At all.
As they were pulled back into reality Atachii only had a moment to peek out from under one eyelid before realizing that she was not standing on anything solid. With a squeak she thudded to her feet, stumbled and feel backward unceremoniously onto her ass. Damn, this was just not turning out to be a very good trip at all. Note to self: Avoid future teleportation with sleepy, stressed, hung-over men. Rubbing at the back of her head with a groan, she managed to get back on her feet and look around for the other two.
"Ow..." The first few steps were wobbly but she got sturdier as she moved forward toward the awkward pair only a foot or two from where she fell, and heard Yuuki's retching. She'd never liked the sound, it made her feel ill herself, made her want to back away an let someone else deal with the sick person. But, she had a feeling that after what he'd just gone through to get them here, that would be the wrong thing to do to Yuuki.
Kneeling down by Niaaki, she patted him on the shoulder, trying to smile reassuringly, but only making it halfway there.
"It's alright, I just..." She looked back at Yuuki, passed out on the ground, letting her pale hand slip from Niaaki's shoulder to rest on Yuuki's forehead. It took less than a second to assure herself that he did, indeed, have a fever. If it were possible, Yuuki was having the worst day of all of them. Poor bugger.
Moving back a moment, Atachii stripped her heavy jacket off, obviously unnecessary in their newly found warm climate and bundled it up. It had to be better than the ground. Carefully slipping it under Yuuki's head, she turned back to Niaaki.
"We can't do much besides wait for his fever to break," she said, leaning back on her feet. "I can keep him more... Comfortable, but, it's kind of something the body just has to do on its -"
She stopped when she heard a voice from behind, snapping her head around to see where it had come from. A woman stood there, hand in her hair, watching them. ... And, did she just call them gentlemen? Atachii knew she wasn't the picture of beauty after the couple days she'd just had, but, weren't pregnant woman supposed to have some sort of feminine glow or something? A radiance, hell, she didn't look that bad did she? Peering around the woman, she spotted the hut, and looked back at Yuuki. It probably wasn't best to leave him just lying here on the ground.
"...I'm Atachii," her smile showing slightly. "I dunno how much healing will do for him at this point, but, it would definitely help to get him out of the middle of the bushes."
Atachii smiled, a friendly gesture, and stood to face the woman, Rosamira. They must have been quite a sight, the three of them, dishevelled, weary and one of them passed out in a bush.