Two Eyes Cenote strife

she looked over the great work of the Sesh. she could smell no sickness, see no infection. she notes, then, the sleeping woman—Toula pauses only to grab a fur and pull them around her tutor to ensure her comfort, her warmth. Toula trusted she was asleep, and had no reason to linger near her—especially when Khusobek made a sound…
Pharaoh was quickly to his side. was that an affirmation? his breathing pattern looked the same, as did all else… she moved to gather some water to bring to his mouth through moss, and would press it gently there in offering. it would dribble slowly, slowly—her eyes remained upon the patient, now. 
her eyes watered. she remembered that it was not Akashingo that had done this, begun this. but that there might be another lain out this way by the hands of their enemy. it seemed an inevitable thing. if they did nothing, they would surely return to press. but should they do something—
what would her father do?