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She worked diligently and didn’t notice him watching. When she was working, it was easy for her to lose herself in her own mind, her own world. She explained further as she placed across his shoulders. “The moss is to help keep it in place and apply pressure to give the medical properties of the crocus time to set in.” She realized in that moment she had never explained the purpose of the moss like she had everything else, and was quick to rectify the situation. She was getting ready to leave, to either replace the herbs she had just used or to venture looking for something else… anything to give him some peace and quiet when his request reached her ears.
 
She was shocked, truly, though she quickly schooled her expression once more, humming softly with a nod. “Of course.” If a patient asked her to stay, then she would stay. It would let her keep an eye on his pain level as well, which would not hurt given that overexertion could cause muscle damage. She was fairly certain it was just exhaustion and aching, but time would let her know for sure if that was the case. There was a part of her that wanted to ask what he had done to earn a punishment, but that was neither proper bedside manner nor any of her business.