Northstar Vale i'm failing upwards again

Her heart fell—the desperation that emanated from the man was heart-wrenching, and yet—her children. Not fully weaned—but almost. They could be.

Would she be a bad mother if she went, which would abruptly end their milk and comfort?
Would she be a bad healer if she were to refuse?
Would she be a terrible person if she denied him, to save one who he truly loved so dear?

She swallowed thickly—a rush of emotion. Overwhelming in so many ways, and she could feel the prick of tears at the corner of her eyes, threatening. Did she almost cry for the thought of taking away from her children, or for this man’s sorrow? She did not know.

But surely, one who was loved so very much as this man did his wife deserved a chance?

“I’ll go,” she offered, her voice hoarse with emotion. “Tamar can be with the babes… But Reyson—you should stay? They will need you most, now.” Turning to the man, she looked at him—already having put the wagon before the horse, it seemed. “Tell me what it wrong with her.”