[ A little of his immediate concern passes when she finally relents and takes a bite - even if her reaction instills a whole other kind of concern in him. It's not that she doesn't want to eat, is it? Even eating is making her feel sick now.
He watches her a moment, expression tight before he reaches out to slide his hand behind her shoulders. Seeing her like this is nearly unbearable - he can't imagine what it must be like for her, to actually go through it, and everything he tries to do to help is just...inadequate. Would it be better, if he took her to wherever Wyver was tending to their ill? Surely they had better ways to help patients cope with this illness. Has he just been selfish, refusing her requests to take her to the Sanctuary?
He doesn't know. But that's not new.
He doesn't say anything in response, dropping his gaze back to his soup and swirling his spoon around. Funny, he doesn't have much of an appetite now, either. ]
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He watches her a moment, expression tight before he reaches out to slide his hand behind her shoulders. Seeing her like this is nearly unbearable - he can't imagine what it must be like for her, to actually go through it, and everything he tries to do to help is just...inadequate. Would it be better, if he took her to wherever Wyver was tending to their ill? Surely they had better ways to help patients cope with this illness. Has he just been selfish, refusing her requests to take her to the Sanctuary?
He doesn't know. But that's not new.
He doesn't say anything in response, dropping his gaze back to his soup and swirling his spoon around. Funny, he doesn't have much of an appetite now, either. ]