Stavanger Bay Tell me I'm weighing on your mind

Something for the pain, something for the bleeding; Reverie nodded, taking in a small breath. Alright, But she hoped that it would not happen again; Blossom had already seen too much of it, she felt, and it called to mind the day of her birth. She'd been covered in blood then, Reverie's blood...
I can try, She said anxiously to the mention of eggs. It's just that - I always feel a little like I've just eaten. Trying to eat makes me feel - sick. She eyed the herbs, wondering if these too would have some kind of unintended effect. Um, I was also wondering if - well, maybe you could talk to Lestan?
He's not - handling this well, Her expression turned apologetic. If it's too much to ask, I understand - I know you're already helping me, and I'm grateful for that. But Reverie hoped that she would agree, because she didn't think she could help him with this herself. He hardly ever listened to her, it felt.