Arrow Lake bring it to your mouth, and pass beyond your lips

mahler shook his head once. "i have my herbs," came his blunt voice. there was nothing ingram could do for him, not unless he was a more skilled healer than mahler himself. ears swept forward at the other's inquiry; mahler seemed to soften before the other's gaze.
"she vill need vater," he began matter-of-factly, "and as much of it as you can bring to her. before her labour begins, she may not vant you near. keep your distance, but do not stray." it was important that blodreina was not alone when the harder part began. "as for you," he went on, eyeing ingram, "eat your fill. hydrate. be ready and rested as you can. these things can take many hours."