Silvertip Mountain Blessing in disguise

"I think so," Mara attempted to stand, shaking a bit in the process, but it was proven easier than she first expected. His touch comforted her greatly, but didn't ease her mind. She thought of when she last ate, and was only now realizing it had been two days since her last meal. Walking to his side, she still kept a low stance, not only as a sign of respect but a form of weakness. "It's been about two days, I believe." She exclaimed, could that be what caused this? Not only her mind but her lack of food?