the book of love is filled with... screaming?

Lucretia groaned heavily as she seemed to slip back into her body and the realization of how much her health had declined thus far. He nosed her cheek affectionately as a comfort as words came from her marked lips. She didn’t see the damage she’d done, only the tasks that still needed doing ahead of her. If she didn’t take care of herself though, there wouldn’t be any tasks to do.

”Of course, my Lady.” He assured her softly, choosing not to reply to the bit about what she’d done. That much was obvious and he didn’t want to linger there. ”Let me help you to your feet, I’ll get you in bed with a drink.” He had a lot more care planned, but for now he’d tempt her there with the promise of water. Reluctantly he pulled away from her frame so they might get somewhere safe. He was fully ready to act as a crutch if she needed.