The Bracken Woods The Garden

This may be a last post for me on this unless another is needed. :)

Darkened burgundy eyes were ever watchful, keen on Holly after Uriel came towards him by the creek and urged Holly to do the same. Hemlocke breaths in deeply, focusing his stare upon the slight golden woman. A test indeed and although she did not fall the effort in which she took in order not to do so only meant that yes, there was in fact something wrong. 

Only time can mend. He spoke. When it came to things like having your brains rattled about, he only knew of remedies which would help the symptoms of it, not correct the cause itself. If you feel ill, dizzy... we can find something for that. He said we, insinuating that if it made her feel better they could go as a team to look for the herbs together. That way she didnt feel like she was any burden. After all, Hemlocke needed to start gathering anyhow, be it Holly's injury or not. 

Offering her a smile upturn of black lips, his attention shifts from her to Uriel, to the scenery around them in this clearing in the forest and back again. He grows silent, happy that he had come to this place and that he had found them.