Swiftcurrent Creek Now their bodies are dancing always

Silence. Kel was aware of the way the air chilled between them after he spoke, and for the first time considered that one or both of them might have — objections to being medicated. It had never made much sense to him. No one rejected help when they were bleeding out; why should this be any different?
But he wasn't oblivious. Instead he was wary. Just something to calm her, Kel said, trying to reassure him. To make her well again. He didn't look at Reverie again; there was a creeping sense of guilt in him, because while she was calmer, she didn't seem very happy so far. But that would come with time, wouldn't it?