Neverwinter Forest little light of mine

there was some undeniable guilt that came with watching her weakened mother lie down at her feet, but instead of confronting it head-on with an apology, liliana turned away to face the nearby canopy. her ankle continued to throb, very much unhelped by miriam's remedies, which served as a distraction from her own conflicting emotions. 

finally, having allowed a pregnant silence to permeate between them, yana thought to speak. why are you starving yourself? she asked, voice low and unsure, is it to hurt me more, so i have to watch you die slowly instead of all at once? then, as an afterthought: i hate it when you cry. please don't.