Ringwe, 167 - Midnight, hr 1:
I-I didn't really have anything else to say... She bites her lip again, then stares nervously down at her toes.  I'm only really good at comforting children, because you can hug their troubles away, and say a couple of nice words, but I don't really know how to help you... But, but I want to. She sighs softly, then looks up at him with a slight frown.  I'm really worried about you, and I want you to get better.

Vasa, 167 - Evening, hr 12:
 His body jumps once she leans up against him, his eyes opening shortly after. His eyes look towards her, without bothering to turn his head. He takes in a short breath and closes his eyes again.  But...? Is all he asks, bland, without any emotion attatched.

Vasa, 167 - Evening, hr 11:
 She watches as both of them walk down the street, then turns to face Solreth with a frown. She sighs sadly, then makes her way over to him, and sits down by his side.  I dunno what to say Papa, but I really hope that you feel better soon. She pauses for a few moments, biting gently on her lip.  I'm sad that she is gone too, but... She cuts of, then sighs sadly.  I'm sorry, I'm just not good with this kind of thing. She leans against him with a frown, then reaches up with her arm to rub his shoulder.