Sawtooth Spire unordentlich

She was too tired and too weak to try and deny their help when they both sidled up to either side of her to support her while they walked. She worried about Stag's reaction to her being sick but she wasn't sure there was a way to make him see that none of this was his fault. She understood that kind of guilt, and she didn't want it to eat away at him. 

She was starting to get light-headed, so anymore talking would have to wait until she had rested a while. Leaning against them both, she nodded that she was ready, and waited for them to lead her to this medicine den that Mahler suggested.