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Lillith was going to be okay, she needed food and a good sleep, both of which would be coming soon. The ginseng drink did its work, and she was indeed perking up. Her eyes were a little brighter and she was holding herself up a little better. Thankfully Roman finally took her word for it and uttered a quiet okay as the subject was mostly dropped. The girl long knew by now that she was different from everyone and it wasn’t in a good way. She got sick and now she was broken, she couldn't function the way other wolves did. Some days she wondered if it might have been a blessing to die one of those nights when the illness had come so close to taking her.

Romulus acted much differently than she expected though, she was surprised to see him grin and even more so to hear the satirical tones he took. He was trying to make her smile now. He reminded her of Ezra as he tried to boost her confidence in what she accomplished. Whatever she did she struggled, through and certainly after as her body suffered the consequences. Were she anyone else it would be no huge feat. No fuss would be made or given after the fact, but here she was the near center of attention.

”You know you did most of the work,” she returned humbly, the corners of her lips pulled up. She knew he was teasing her and she tried not to take his words so seriously. She’d done that to poor Ezra too. He was just trying to tell her he liked spending time with her and she had gotten out of sorts. He broke their gaze and looked back towards the door as though nervous of when Ulric would come back through, before he wiggled forward to lean in closer to her.

She felt like she couldn’t breath again but for a whole different set of reasons. Being on his back and holding to him on the way back was completely different to being here so close. Their fur nearly touching and their breath mixing as he barely spoke. Lilith stiffened slightly, uncomfortable when her family got too close, but Romulus couldn’t know. He didn’t lean into her or offer any undue affection so she said nothing as he asked about her father. She tried to play off her sudden freeze like his closeness wasn’t affecting her.

”He couldn’t hate you,” She insisted softly as she looked up into his silver gaze, he was so close now she could see the way his iris showed varying degrees of tarnish and she tried to smother the thought of how pretty they were. ”But yes, I..” She sighed and hesitated slightly. He already knew, she might as well delve deeper. ”The illness very nearly took my life. He’s always been like this.” Countless nights were spent with her in and out of consciousness as he remained by her side, coaxing her through to the next day. Somehow he managed, and she was still here today, his little girl.

Lillith Adravendi