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Hemlock gave a brief nod, watching Lotte with an intensity to her gaze that might have been disrespectful if not for the concern there. She was doing her job and that was all she could do. She took a moment, pressing her snout against Lotte's temple, gently, with even a notion of affection there before she departed with the instructions for the woman to stay put. After a bit she returned with some raspberry leaves, offering them to the soon-to-be mother. "These will be good for you to help with the pain," She offered with a smile. "You may not enjoy the flavor, but, they will help with the pain and not make the little ones upset." Hemlock waited until Lotte had eaten them, offering her some sweetgrass to chase the flavor and then once the pains had subsided she returned the Banrion to her husband before going to find a place to bed down herself for the evening.