The Bracken Woods 'cause even here we're scared to bruise

she doesn't know that alarian is feeling lousy.  had she been in better spirits she likely would've caught on.  but he's able to pretend, because she's much too sick to know any better.

could be better, she grunts as she follows alarian's gaze.  she begins rooting through the foliage with her nose.  what was alarian even looking for?  what was she doing?  had he told her, and she'd just forgotten?  hm.

she couldn't remember.  that wasn't a good sign.  or so she thought.  she was too stubborn to ask him what they had been doing out here, but the concerned look on her face was likely enough to give her away.