These Quiet Moments

Mariah watched as Caedes worked, the muscles in his jaw clenching as he ground up the Agrimony. The strength and meticulousness in his actions held her captive, momentarily distracting her from the pain of her wound. She nodded obediently at his direction, raising her wrist higher to aid in the stemming of blood flow. His momentary pause drew her gaze back to him, studying his furrowed brows and the contemplative look in his eyes. Following his gaze, she wondered what he was searching for; was there an herb he needed that perhaps she could procure? "What do you need?" She asked gently, not wanting to disrupt his train of thought, but interested to know if there was anything she could do to fill in the gaps.

"Mariah Mendacium"