[Ah... did he not hear her? A blessing if so, the words had come spilling out of her in a panic that she doesn't even know why she said it.
...
Or why she felt compelled to do what she did.
But when Eustace tries to sit up, she leans to him again, pressing a hand to his chest to try forcing him back down, her voice sharp and scolding in spite of how red her face still is.]
no subject
...
Or why she felt compelled to do what she did.
But when Eustace tries to sit up, she leans to him again, pressing a hand to his chest to try forcing him back down, her voice sharp and scolding in spite of how red her face still is.]
Make sure you rest. You have a small fever.