Phantom Hollow lovesong is playing

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He moved to leave the shadows and with a few steps, nearly met her in the light, but something konked against the crown of his head - to which Ibis let out a concerned, oh!! and watched as he doubled-back. She moved in tandem with him, stepping forwards as he recoiled backwards, swaying slightly to get out of the way of the sagging branch in case it decided to swing for her face next; as he completed his thought (Asking after her despite his injury! Oh, how sweet of him, but how silly!) she ushered him from the darkness and tried to get a good look at his face.

The boy was young, as she'd discerned earlier. The branch really got a good whack at him, and while there was no blood being shed it was clear to Ibis that there'd be a nice goose egg rising there soon. I'm -- I'm fine, are you okay? That sounded awful! She commented as she pranced hurriedly around him, inspecting him for any signs of malaise or concussion. Was he swaying in his steps? Was he squinting at her because his eyes weren't able to focus? Or his pupils - were they blown wide? Ibis was no medic but she could recall a few tricks of her mothers back in Elysium.

He seemed okay, though. Still, Ibis' features were creased in worry. Um, do you need something for your head? What could she find for him? The pretty flowers were useless, and there weren't many grasses that she knew of with useful properties. Oh!! If only she'd paid more attention to mom! Or, focused more on the herbs in the Hollow than the winding trails of the valley.