Larksong Grotto tonight i'll be the libertine

Once she was on the ground her answer came. Reek dipped in low and rested his head on Tavi's breast. There, he listened to her heartbeat and the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest as her lungs filled with air. It was a relief to know she felt no pain (apart from a heavy sense of nausea that had seemed to strike out of nowhere), but it did not diminish the seriousness of the situation. "Just nausea?" he asked, imploring her for more.

At the moment, Reek thought it must have been food poising. However, the contents of Tavi's spilled stomach suggested otherwise. He raised a brow as he looked over to the trail of bial Tavi had chucked across the floor. "When'd you last eat?" The more Reek thought, the more a spoiled cache seemed unlikely.