no worries dear <33
He was perceptive enough to notice the small flinch of her body when he mentioned medicinal action that might be taken. His mind shifted quickly away from stronger plants like poppy that would put her in a stupor, thinking more of the calming effects that Chamomile had. Perhaps it would help her relax enough to sleep, or maybe not. He would make her some chamomile tea, and perhaps a mint rub for her chest that would stay on her fur for most of the night. It wouldn't cure her nightmares, but the soothing effects of both plants might just help to relax her mind. He couldn't not help her, that was a certain in his mind. Of course, her words made him pause for a moment. He was certain she'd been about to say "drugs" before her body visible clamped up and she looked skyward, a deep breath drawn in.
"I might be able to help, Neela." He said softly, wishing he'd thought to bring his satchel. Before his departure back in October, he'd taken to wearing it around everywhere, just in case. He'd left most of it behind when he'd left and hadn't reclaimed it from Cerne Rise yet. He would have to go tomorrow to see if his medical supplies were still in tact. Neela interrupted his planning, her soft voice admitting that she was quesy. Ginger would help with that. It was difficult for the male to switch off that part of his brain, the one that was constantly diagnosing and treating patients in his mind. It was always a distraction, especially when the case in hand didnt want to be treated.
"No problem. Up you come" He chuckled softly as he took Neela's outstretched hand. She'd looked so vulnerable for a moment, her arm outstretched for the help of a near stranger. But as Saul hauled her to her feet, he could see how unsteady she was. Without wanting to intrude on her personal space, but also realising that she might not make it unassisted to the ship, Saul supported her back, an arm curved around her waist to make sure she didn't fall. "This way?" He asked, stepping forward a few paces to the right side of the boat, given that she hadn't given him directions on hope to get on the thing. It was certainly a strange way to meet, but Saul found he liked the elder woman enough to stay and help her out.
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