TAKE A BREAK / o, sick

[SOLVEIG]

That Goldie- She had been concerned for the girl since the day she had met her. Littered with injuries, yet still bouncing around like she had all the energy in the world. At first, she had been willing to chalk it up to child's energy- Children typically had more of a 'bounce back' ability than most adults because their bodies were smaller, and younger, and had more chance to heal since their bodies were still growing. In other words, they could take a little bit more of a 'bounce' because they had younger body parts. But Goldie was getting worse. Ever since the Envoy trip she had been looking terrible. It started with the trip out there, of which Solveig was surprised that she even made it to, but then it was the fact that even Snowbound was questioning her ability to be there.

Solveig didn't doubt Rose's healing abilities even in the slightest. Though the woman was frosty around her thanks to her telepathy and her dislike of speaking, Solveig had no single doubt in her mind watching her work that she knew what she was doing- better than Solveig, in any case. What's more, is Pincher had full faith in her to turn her into the Head Soothsayer of the Typhoon. That alone was enough to garner Solveig's full and utter trust in Rosemary. No, here, she doubted Goldie. Dare she say it, the girl had one terrible habit of her father's: the inability to stay still. It was hindering her healing and she had no doubt that both her and Rosemary knew it. So it was not the question of if Goldie collapsed, but rather when.

And it seems 'when' was 'now'.

At this point, Solveig was seriously considering sedating the girl on a daily basis to force her to sit still

The sound of coughing is what drew her forward towards Goldie from her daily chores. A basket of herbs hang tightly in her jaws. On one hand, the Typhoon desperately needed the supplies. On the other, Solveig was secretly determined to prove herself to Rosemary, and to make the woman stop hating her for something that she rightly couldn't help. ANd unfortunately for her, it would prove to be useful today. Her eyes going wide at the sight of Pincher's daughter collapsed to the ground in a coughing fit, Solveig was quick to dart over, briefly forgetting any reason to mask the sound of her footsteps as she rushed for the girl. Setting the basket down on the ground,  reaching out a gentle paw to rest on her back. "Miss Goldie, can you tell me what happened?" the voice would reach out. She was coughing and collapsed, that much was clear, and of which her attention had turned to rifle through her basket for the proper treatment, but knowing the whole story would make it easier to care for her.

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