[ look, she will not be so easily conned this time. she might be a hundred times more exhausted than she was in the pillow mansion, but the stakes are also a hundred times higher. every moment she has, every wrung drop of energy must be funneled toward helping the ill, and finding a cure. there can be nothing else. the moments she has taken to sleep at all have been fitful and anxious, her mind unable to rest while she is so preoccupied with worry and fear. ]
I ate before I arrived.
[ it isn't a lie. she wouldn't lie to him, and she's never had much of a talent for deceit anyway, though truth be told she ate very little. like her mind, her stomach too is in knots, her appetite slashed.
gods, when will it end..?
leaning forward, alisaie presses her knuckles to his brow, temple, and cheek to test his temperature, but it seems no different. no worse, at least, but still.. ]
no subject
I ate before I arrived.
[ it isn't a lie. she wouldn't lie to him, and she's never had much of a talent for deceit anyway, though truth be told she ate very little. like her mind, her stomach too is in knots, her appetite slashed.
gods, when will it end..?
leaning forward, alisaie presses her knuckles to his brow, temple, and cheek to test his temperature, but it seems no different. no worse, at least, but still.. ]
Good, isn't it?