05.Dec.12, 07:25 AM
Apari had turned her head with Nejerc trailed off to take in Talian herself and her eyes had widened in surprise and worry over his appearance. As always her face showed her emotions a little too clearly as she held Cinnamon a little tighter to her chest, him bristling a little in protest though no sound left his maw for once.
“Oh, Talian you look terrible…” she said softly to the man she had always held in high regard. For a moment, when Nejerc mentioned that they wanted to speak in private, Apari almost made to excuse herself until it dawned on her that the man had said ‘we’ and not ‘I’. He had easily included Apari into the questioning.
Glancing between the two men, she was uncertain if she should really be involved at all, but her own questions were bouncing around in her head and more than anything she wanted to make sure that the Master Healer was okay. He looked… ragged and tired. Perhaps while the two men spoke she could find his Klah pot and warm up a fresh brew for him. Surely he still had some cinnamon sticks around she could even add if it would help to bring a little more life into those tired eyes.
“Oh, Talian you look terrible…” she said softly to the man she had always held in high regard. For a moment, when Nejerc mentioned that they wanted to speak in private, Apari almost made to excuse herself until it dawned on her that the man had said ‘we’ and not ‘I’. He had easily included Apari into the questioning.
Glancing between the two men, she was uncertain if she should really be involved at all, but her own questions were bouncing around in her head and more than anything she wanted to make sure that the Master Healer was okay. He looked… ragged and tired. Perhaps while the two men spoke she could find his Klah pot and warm up a fresh brew for him. Surely he still had some cinnamon sticks around she could even add if it would help to bring a little more life into those tired eyes.