Larksong Grotto death blossom

He seemed to comply at first, but Easy realized quickly that he had simply drowned himself in his own vomit or something. That was worrying, but before she could think too much about what to do with the body, he was stirring once more, muttering things and being an asshole again.

"Just hold still," said Easy, following after him even when he tried to pull away. "Let me help, okay?"

Her stern look was not as effective as her father's, but Easy thought she did pretty well. Of course, she couldn't really argue with his need for water. It felt better - under control - while they were just sitting there. "I there's a stream a few minutes back the way I came," she said reluctantly, glad at least that he'd suddenly learned her name.