No spills, no burns, they were in the clear! Or well as clear as they could be with him sick. Crux gave a nod and tried to keep his frustration that he couldn't just scoop her up and hold her close from showing on his face. Her health over his desire to cuddle. Much as it painted him.
Triss' explanation was more useful than she might have otherwise assumed, his sense of smell was maybe not the most reliable right now. Chamomile. A good choice. Crux offered Triss a smile and a nod to say he appreciated her gesture and agreed with her choice of tea. Gently and carefully Crux took a sip, a low hum escaping his chest as he felt the warmth move through him. It would probably be a while yet before he felt less cold but no doubt the tea would help and it would definitely help to soothe his throat, which mostly felt raw from his coughing. "Thank you." He managed between a few more sips. He was finally starting to feel like his exhaustion was catching up with him but despite knowing full well he'd have told any other wolf with a cold like his to get some sleep Crux was going to fight it. He wanted to give Triss his full attention while he could.
WC: 222 (1059/1500)
"Triss" & "Crux"
Updated 04/30/23: Still on indefinite scarcity, please do not remind me of threads I am behind on right now.
Crux has a 6 inch long burn scar on his throat, most of his art does not reflect this.
