07-17-2020, 01:44 AM
The presence of Viera joining them was honestly only a further comfort to Aurum, who found himself perfectly at ease with the pair of two of his favorite people in the world at the moment. Well... nearly perfectly at ease. It was hard to forget the former incident with Delilah, and the thought of her doing medical training only further hammered that home. Would she forget what she was saying in the middle of saying it? Would one of them be forced to use medical knowledge on the medic? He could only hope not, and he shoved those frantic thoughts from his mind, deciding to focus on the task at hand. Flicking his tail lightly against V's spine in greeting, the lion slowly followed behind Delilah, his blue gaze watching with interest as she began to explain about the herb feverfew. A soft chuckle left him as they were both nudged forward by the dragoness, and he found himself nodding along, rumbling softly, "I see it. You're definitely right about the smell..." He knew herbs to have rather distinctive smells, hence why they clung to the pelts of the medics so well, but being up so close made it especially obvious.
He then nodded further along with what she had to say, frowning a bit at the mental image of being lost and alone, out in the rain. He doubted it was something that would happen to him nowadays, but anything was a possibility, and soon enough he found himself bending down to grab some of the herb carefully with his jaws. He was a bit more clumsy about it, considering his powerful crushing fangs and large muzzle, but before long he had enough to feel satisfied. When he straightened back up, he noticed the flash of uncertainty that crossed Delilah's face. Frowning a bit at the sawbone, he questioned softly around his mouthful of feverfew, "You doing alright, Del? I'm sure we could do this another day, if you need rest..." He had strong doubts she would accept the offer, but he felt that he needed to.
He then nodded further along with what she had to say, frowning a bit at the mental image of being lost and alone, out in the rain. He doubted it was something that would happen to him nowadays, but anything was a possibility, and soon enough he found himself bending down to grab some of the herb carefully with his jaws. He was a bit more clumsy about it, considering his powerful crushing fangs and large muzzle, but before long he had enough to feel satisfied. When he straightened back up, he noticed the flash of uncertainty that crossed Delilah's face. Frowning a bit at the sawbone, he questioned softly around his mouthful of feverfew, "You doing alright, Del? I'm sure we could do this another day, if you need rest..." He had strong doubts she would accept the offer, but he felt that he needed to.
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— Reggan