She felt Reaper there, not moving from herside. Although he only moved to put the paste down upon the wounds, asking so many questions. Wincing once in a while as she did have to move ever now and again. Knowing that he wasn't going anywhere, honestly though Mae was thankful that he wouldn't. And honestly by the looks of it, neither of them would be going anywhere without the other for a little while.
She nodded as he asked, if he was doing this or that right. Tongue would run its lenght down her paw, against his coat. Nose crinkling at the scent of the herbs before her. She would have to teach him better ways to make paste and what not though. Chuckling tenderly.
Taking a few small bites of the herbs as he pushed them closer to her, not making a fuss but eating them. Sticking her tongue out in a manner like it was disgusting. But knowing that it'd help with her concussion and the pain, so wasn't about to fight either him nor Moloch.
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