When Runa speaks he looks up from the floor. "Hm?" he says, blinking owlishly. It takes him far too long to put together the concept that she's offering a blanket for warmth and that he needs to put it around himself. Which means moving. Instead, his mind has caught on her words.
"Am I?" he says. "I cannot cure any of these maladies, no matter what I do. They cannot heal if they have nothing to eat. And yet..." He sighs, screwing the top back onto the flask. "This is what my family have done for generations. What I've done... though I was so much younger, then."
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When Runa speaks he looks up from the floor. "Hm?" he says, blinking owlishly. It takes him far too long to put together the concept that she's offering a blanket for warmth and that he needs to put it around himself. Which means moving. Instead, his mind has caught on her words.
"Am I?" he says. "I cannot cure any of these maladies, no matter what I do. They cannot heal if they have nothing to eat. And yet..." He sighs, screwing the top back onto the flask. "This is what my family have done for generations. What I've done... though I was so much younger, then."