( Each buckle causes a pause in their walking, but Shealtiel does well with helping her up. She's a lot lighter than some of the other beefcakes he's had to deal with falling into him, so it's not bad at all. He pushes away the strange part of himself that feels comforted by it (she's sick, don't feel that way!) and steps up with her.

He tries to keep his eyes ahead, but he can't help but keep glancing back to check on her. )

...I think I've been missing out on too much. There are leaf creatures? ( Drinking alone at home to cope with countless thoughts, it turns out, does not help him keep up on current events. )

Nevermind that. So it's a disease, but... how do you treat it? Should I make you tea or something? ( Leaf water?? )