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As he listened, his expression readily gave into a soft furrow of concern. She revealed her aches and his ears tilted back earnestly then. Khali being scarce was worrying, and he would note to keep a better eye out for trails on the fellow to see if he may find out more about that. However, her mention next of a cold tilted his head. Sorry to hear. Off.. like how? If you do care to share, I can listen, he spoke quietly, but trying to be half sure of himself for her sake. She had helped him plenty, so it was well within what she deserved. Or if there is any other way I could help.. he offered.

But if she was coming down with something, how was he to know? He only knew what he had seen with himself, and a few others in all of their winding roads. More than once, a very young Silas had shadowed his mother and she had been a fine medic, well-regarded and trained, so she was sure to be his best inspiration. He didn't have all that much of her manner on the surface, but he tried to think maybe how she might handle it, no matter how distant the memory.