Although this was hardly the time for laughter and joy, somehow Frith still managed to bring a soft smile to her features with his own sheepish grin and comment. "You're a fool." She would comment, though the words spoken in a teasing and loving manner. Of course he couldn't have expected even for a minute to hide how bad his illness was from her.
"Have you accepted anything for it yet?" Novella would question. She suspected she knew the answer full well though she would investigate anyway, just in case he surprised her. Perhaps her asking again would prompt him to finally give in and take some sort of herb, even if it wasn't a lot, just something to help give his immune system a little boost. She longed to see him well again, though she certainly wasn't about to let him rush to get back on his feet and to his duties.
