I'll love you to the day I die

The brute shifted the moment Amalia’s attention came to him. Carlisle wasn’t exactly pleased with the situation either, giving a soft hoo as he explained the situation to Amalia. “It seems to me he’s at least developed a cough. He’s been stubborn though, insisting that he not see any healers. This has been going on for the better part of the season but...” He cast a look at Vitus. “He insisted it was something less serious than it was until now. He didn’t want to be a burden on anyone I suppose.” Vitus gave a soft sigh. Of course Carlisle would hit the nail on the head.

“Sorry...” Vitus said in a soft tone. He didn’t want to be seen by anyone other than his mothers when he was ill... He was still a bit attached to them in that sense. The brute shifted his gaze towards his siblings, shaking his head. “I’ll take something later...” He promised Amalia, gaze soon resting on Tib. Something seemed to be on his brother’s mind and he had to wonder what that was...if everything was alright within his family or if he’d been blind to little problems popping up.