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Reverie shook her head. She didn't want things like furs around Blossom, not while she was so young and small. I have some herbs, but nothing for this. We can go there when I have what you need, And truthfully she would prefer to keep Arric in her line of sight as long as he was close to Blossom. It wasn't anything personal; Reverie had determined by now that it was instinct, which was odd for her. But having a child had changed many things.
She'll be fine. She's been around more blood than this, Reverie still wasn't sure how she'd managed to avoid bleeding to death, really. She waited for Arric to settle and moved to tuck Blossom against his right side, where he wasn't bleeding. You keep him company, alright? She kissed her on the forehead and reluctantly stepped away. She wouldn't go far; couldn't, even if she wanted to.