Sun Mote Copse And it might get cold, I just don't care

It appeared, then, that he had more patience and was willing to give her just enough room so that she could still have the time and space to guide her own branch of the family through whatever changes faced them now, and she was thankful for that. She smiled and nodded thankfully, but caught the slight flinch in his facial features, and concern caused her to tilt her head to the side. Suddenly, it seemed, he began to feel the beginnings of another headache. She couldn't help but feel somewhat responsible- as this was the second time within a short period of time that a serious conversation had led to him having a migraine, so she nodded, stood up, and prepared for them to go on their way. 

"Of course," She said quietly, knowing better than to stress him out further, and knowing enough not to talk too loud. "No, let's just go, and get you into the dark," She said, and gave his cheek a nudge hoping that if he got a drink soon and headed back into the den that he'd be able to fight it off.