[... oh, yeah. Some people didn't have good parents. Konoha does seem a bit apologetic about it, frowning slightly... but if it's a bad memory the last thing she wants to do is bring it up while the poor woman is ill. That wouldn't do anything for her recovery. So instead, she fluffs the pillows behind her head, and if not stopped, places the back of her palm against Tefe's forehead to check her temperature, marveling for a moment at how pale the other woman's skin was in comparison not only to her own brown hide but to her human parents- to all the humans she'd ever known.]
Almost noon now... Do you have anything that needs doing? I'll help if you do.
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Almost noon now... Do you have anything that needs doing? I'll help if you do.