Nimbus Summit ain, yun

Heda answered him distractedly, causing Caracal’s brow to furrow ever so slightly. What had flustered her? Was it the question? Before he could ask, she told him her stomach wasn’t feeling too well. She was clearly trying to excuse herself. Caracal wanted to insist on walking her back to her resting place, though he actually listened to his good senses for once, which told him to let her alone.

I’ll ask Lane about something that might help with that, maybe bring some food around for you, he said gently to her back. See you, Heda. Nice meeting you! And that was true enough, despite the circumstances.