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It wasn't often that Arbiter favored her with such tender affections, so the lick made Haunt feel a little out of place, even if she appreciated it. Her mother wanted to know if there was anything she needed specifically. She pondered a moment.

"Food wouldn't hurt," she replied, even though she rarely felt truly hungry lately. The headaches had nuked her appetite. She knew that fueling her body would not only help her heal but perhaps alleviate some of the pains that plagued her too.

Arbiter mentioned Pheiros and herbs, earning a slight frown from Haunt. She barely knew him and knew even less about medicines. If chewing on some grass might help, she would do it though. Heck, she would try almost anything to escape the agony.

Artemis moved so she stood nearly shoulder to shoulder with Haunt's mother. She didn't say anything out loud but she spoke in some divine way Haunt understood, urging her to eat something. "I will," Haunt assured thoughtlessly, her yellow eyes drifting about a meter sideways to look expectantly at her dam.