Sleepy Fox Hollow Guess it must have been a big deal

eventually, the girl came to. mahler was nearby, sorting livening herbs into small piles. "velcome back." his voice was dry but warm, and at length he turned his fatherly amethyst eyes upon her with a vague sternness.
"vere you not ever told to leave poppies alone?" he teased lightly, though soon he rose to cross to her side. "i am taking your vitals. eyes, breath, and breathing, ja?" mahler said, not wanting to startle her before he started his examination.