Lion Head Mesa she is lonely most of the time

It would be done. To the best of Jakoul's abilities, she could find somebody. Prep them with the information necessary to hunt down the ruddy girl. None of the Melonii's blended into a crowd, certainly anybody sent to find Sakhmet could do so.

She would sink down to the bedding with Maegi, her heart in a deathly grip at the woman's state still.

Brewing on all the confessions.

Love Maegi. Always. She cooed back in return. Maegi's form buckled, but Jakoul was there. Prepared to curl against her in a defensive manner. Anybody who might disrupt them would be met with feverish teeth.

Rest.

She prompted the former Nona, placing a gentle touch to her crown.