Ride this high

Chimera confirmed that he had seen Siren, alleviating some of Ali's worry. Siren was a much more talented healer than she was; Chimera had been in good paws. As she led her master to his bed, having to support more of his weight than she'd expected, Ali noticed how he staggered about, then lifted a paw towards the den walls as if trying to support himself or touch something there. The slave girl raised a confused brow above one aqua eye, but didn't say anything. She did her duty and helped her master into bed, helping ease him down onto the pile of furs in whatever way felt comfortable to him. She noted how he was avoiding moving or straining one side, and realized he must have broken a rib to be in this much pain.

"I'll be right back, Sir," she spoke softly, excusing herself to go grab a small bowl and fill it with cool water from the basin in the common area. Carrying it between careful teeth back into the bedchamber, Ali saw Chimera look at her with eyes wide with wonder. She cast a befuddled look his way; was he having some sort of reaction to the medication Siren had given him? She briefly contemplated calling for Siren, but decided that whatever the Lady of the island had given him, she would know best. Ali set the bowl of water down next to him and almost jumped when she heard Chimera snort and giggle. She watched her master for a few moments, completely confounded by what was going on right now. Hesitation paused her movements, but when she did, she slowly withdrew from Chimera, lingering at his side.

"Uh... is there anything I can get you, Sir?" she asked as she stood before him, head bowed with demure eyes watching him in case he went catatonic or had a stroke or something. He was acting so bizarre and so distinctly un-Chimera. She knew a broken rib would simply take time and stability to heal, so she would do what she could to ease his suffering. "Something I can do to make you more comfortable?"

"Aliana"