Lion Head Mesa kusuri 薬

no, she shot back to him, breathing deeply, tasting the herbs in the air and feeling ill from them. i gave you my word, i intend to keep it.

his glib response earned a little shake of satsu's head, which had begun to throb with a low grade ache. all of this worrying and running about, fearful of nyra's return, concerned for the sake of her betrothed, embarassment even - for the sake of crowfeather now serving them rather than the other way around.

a visit, spoiled.

crowfeather may need more supplies. i will go aid him, but if you need anything - she gave him a focused look, hoping the worry did not crack through the icy veneer of her features, though satsu's gaze looked a touch watery. she turned after and made to depart.