Raven's Watch we're terrified of what's around the corner

When he parroted the word back to her, she felt her spirit wither, just a touch. Maybe it was because of her delirious state, but Tavi's mind had somehow muddled so many things together. She had thought not of just Larksong, but of the Maplewood; she thought of Reek and Saena, of foolish little Ditty; the sight of the grotto's clear lake with spires of maple trees standing tall at the center. The home she envisioned was not a unified place - it wasn't a place at all except in her mind - and in remembering why she had run from it, she felt as if a piece of herself had been cleaved away. Everything ached, from her extremities to her heart, all because of her own stupidity.

He was right, of course. Tavi was in no state to travel. Arkham's insisting tone was quiet but firm, and she obeyed. Instead of rallying against him and his touch, Tavi felt like she was melting in to the ground along with her blood - it was a struggle to stay awake from all that she had lost - but she did nod, sullenly obedient while he tended to her.