[A pity there isn't any cold water in here. He could wet a cloth and drape it on her forehead.
All he can do is gently rub her back, hoping it soothes her nausea, and figure out what would be the best course of action when morning comes. They could ride on Diabound until the next city... but that would take a lot out of him...
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All he can do is gently rub her back, hoping it soothes her nausea, and figure out what would be the best course of action when morning comes. They could ride on Diabound until the next city... but that would take a lot out of him...
Tsk... Why did this have to happen...?]