[She doesn't spare Palamedes a glance, although she does give him a quick response-] Good. He doesn't give up.
[Any relief is still tempered by just how painful it is to see him shaking, but with another stroke of her thumb over his cheek, she nods and quickly swaps the straw to a new cup, which she offers him. The back of her hand brushes his forehead to see if there's any improvement in his temperature, and she keeps talking to him gently.]
Here you go. Be as greedy as you want. You're allowed when you're sick.
[And here is Rita's hypocrisy in action: Palamedes' blood magic is still gross and creepy, but Natsuno having to drink blood to feel better? Not even worth a second thought.]
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[Any relief is still tempered by just how painful it is to see him shaking, but with another stroke of her thumb over his cheek, she nods and quickly swaps the straw to a new cup, which she offers him. The back of her hand brushes his forehead to see if there's any improvement in his temperature, and she keeps talking to him gently.]
Here you go. Be as greedy as you want. You're allowed when you're sick.
[And here is Rita's hypocrisy in action: Palamedes' blood magic is still gross and creepy, but Natsuno having to drink blood to feel better? Not even worth a second thought.]