Artigas can't exactly have been up all night with a revelation that only, definitionally, arrived at dawn, but he looks a little like that anyway. He has a glass object with some internal convolutions for bouncing light around inside it; he holds it out and Grec re-casts on it. He looks at Venn. He goes back in and sits back down at his desk.

"What's going on?" he asks.

"She wants to take on some more work besides a couple minutes' singing, sir."

"Commander. Being a song-sorceress means picking up a lot of information, some of which that I think might be useful to run classes on, while I'm here? Someone in the mess hall suggested praying to Pharasma, so I just did one on her churches - I was thinking I could do some other True Neutral and Lawful Neutral Gods, but I'd want to clear the list with you beforehand, and maybe see if there are other subjects that'd be high value?" 

She doesn't really know what to say about the de-clericing because it's hard to tell exactly he feels about it, though "not good" is an obvious guess from his appearance. Probably stressed. It seems like a very stressful situation, even though she's hopeful about it being a good one in the long run.

"Gorum too, some soldiers might be able to reach Him if they haven't done much of note in their lives and there's some reason to think He's more permissive about the edges of alignments anyway."

She nods thoughtfully. "Okay. The order I was thinking is - Abadar, Gorum, Gozreh, then maybe Irori - I probably only want to do one God a day, there's a trick for pulling everything I know together just right but I can only really do it once before sleeping. And then... are there other topics that might be helpful? Demonology, maybe, I doubt at my best I'm better than your local expert -" which is probably the Commander, actually "- but I'm probably less busy and might have some tidbits they don't, and vice versa?"

"Nethys, before Gozreh, in case any wizards are up for double duty. The demonology instructor is usually Lt. Espina. You can offer her your assistance."

Nod. "That makes sense."

She glances around the room, mostly looking for something to say - huh, anything interesting on that bookshelf behind him...

There's a lot of bundled letters in there but some actual books, yes. The Disciplines. Naturally. And a copy of the treaty and a precedent compilation to go with it. And something in Infernal. The code of Chelish military regulations. A book about chess and its variants.

Huh! Once the current thread wraps up, she nods to the book. "You play chess, Commander?" 

"Yes..."

...she's curious, is the thing. She likes trying to figure out what's going on with people, and she has no idea what makes Commander Artigas tick.

"I know you must be horribly busy, but if you'd like a new opponent and don't mind if they're mediocre, feel free to call on me." She trying to strike a balance between 'not flirting' and 'not a huge chess buff or anything' with her tone and body language, which is not a particularly large needle to thread; she does her best.

"Mediocrity is readily addressed with piece handicaps."

She smiles. "I will happily take whatever handicap ends up making for interesting matches!" She's got no reason to be prideful about a skill that she obviously does not have much of.

"Perhaps later in the week," he says, exchanging a glance with Grec.

"Once things are a little more... settled."

She nods easily. "Of course. Let me know." 

And if there's nothing else, she'll bow and let Grec escort her out, and then ask him how best to organize her religious lectures and where to find Lt. Espina.

Lt. Espina's on a patrol but will be back in time for her class and should probably be best accosted after it. She can put her lectures on the bulletin board like so and obviously shouldn't schedule Nethys opposite Topology or anything like that.

That makes sense! She'll make a posting for her Abadar lesson, and then - hang out in a corner of the mess hall, offering food flavorings, playing non-magical music quietly, and chatting with anyone who stops by (as long as they're not too rude to her).

Grec goes off to talk to the camp followers. For the rest of the day they can be seen hauling snow into the fort, trudging back and forth.

...right, no clerics means no Create Water. 

In the evening, she'll check in with him again about using the rest of her healing song for the day.

"This is a good time. I think we maybe want a minute during the porridge quarter of the day and a minute in the evening unless there's a reason to spend it all at once."

She nods. "That seems reasonable, though do let me know if I can cut off early on any given session - I can stretch the magic a lot further if I'm using it to help people with mundane tasks." She has a bit less to go around today because of what she spent during the announcement, but hopefully this won't leave anyone too badly off till morning.

"I'll assign Sgt. Espina - no relation - to monitor people and let you know if it's dropping in use." He introduces her briefly to Sgt. Espina and then goes off to pour a bowl of stew down his own throat.

She designs a quick signal with Espina (Sgt.), gets on a table in the center of the room and announces the tentative healing schedule, and then does the harp and singing version of her healing song.