Aurum had known that Delilah wasn't doing very well. After all, it wasn't hard to assume that she wouldn't be, after the loss of her lover and her child. That wasn't even beginning to mention all of the friends that had been lost, as well. However, the angel certainly hadn't been expecting his dear friend to begin losing her memories in addition to all of that. Unfortunately, this seemed to be the case, at least for the moment. Aurum had just been passing through camp when he heard her voice, soft, and confused. He had turned to her, opening his muzzle to say hello, only to have her question where she was. Concern bleeding into his blue gaze, the lion responded slowly, "Delilah...? You're in the Tanglewood camp. You know, home... are you doing okay? Did you hit your head recently?" He could only hope that this was just a temporary injury, and she'd be back to one hundred percent before long, like what had happened with Feza. Although, his heart ached in a way that made him doubt that would be the case.

Concern. It was not an unusual emotion for Aurum, as the former proxy often found himself feeling worries not only over his own kin, but practically everyone within the groups of Tanglewood and Elysium, as well as some out of them. However, he wasn't sure he had ever felt such a rapid wave of concern come over him as when Delilah spoke to him, seemingly without recognition. She seemed to think that he was a child, something he might once had just thought of as a silly joke or prank, but now seemed far too overwhelmingly serious for his tastes. He took a step towards the dragoness, his muzzle opening to question whether she had hit her head. However, he was cut off by her suddenly turning to face him once again, causing him to take a step back. She just smiled at him, as if without a care in the world, and his heart sank, "Del... Delilah...? Are you feeling alright? You were just acting... odd. More than a little odd, actually. Have you hit your head, or eaten anything weird today?" He wasn't sure who they could turn to if Delilah was feeling unwell, considering she was one of the only ones left within the group with any sort of medical expertise, but he knew he had to ask. Maybe his books could help, if it came to that.

Delilah's comments did nothing to soothe the lion's concern, the frown on his face deepening before morphing into a neutral expression. She claimed she was alright, just getting old... but she had been much older than most who remained within Tanglewood before, hadn't she? He couldn't recall anything like this happening in the past, but maybe he was just being forgetful. His stomach was twisted up in knots, but he tried to just offer Delilah a smile, his tail flicking absently behind him as he spoke, "Ah, well... make sure to give yourself a once over, if you need to. I'd say go see the medics, but... you know. That's you." He chuckled a bit, glancing down momentarily to claw at the ground, watching the dirt shift before he continued, "...And if you do end up needing anything, feel free to ask me. That's what friends are for, right?" He wasn't sure of how much help he could truly be, considering his relative lack of medical knowledge, but if she needed him to bring her anything, he could always do that.