[ There's a fair amount of relief that passes over her face when he approaches. So he's able to move on his own... that's good! But the more she studies his face the less she is convinced of his condition. ]
On your way... out? [ Lyria echoes his words, furthering her disbelief. ]
A- are you sure? You don't seem to be looking so well... [ Hurriedly her hands will fly over his that was placed on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. ]
no subject
On your way... out? [ Lyria echoes his words, furthering her disbelief. ]
A- are you sure? You don't seem to be looking so well... [ Hurriedly her hands will fly over his that was placed on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. ]
You should be resting!