CAUSE YOU'RE MY QUEEN ☆ diya

[roan ;]

SOOTHSAYER ❝ ROAN ❞ THE TYPHOON

Roan supposed that he should've figured Diya would want to know what the herbs were for. After all, she and his mama were very close, and it was easy to read the concern that flicked across the other's face. However, the question almost made him laugh, considering what the herbs really were for, and who he thought had caused the "condition." For a brief moment, he considered keeping what the herbs did to himself, but ultimately he decided against it. It was best not to keep secrets, and presumably Diya already knew, so instead the soothsayer just explained, his tail flicking back and forth, "They're herbs for pregnancy, actually. To help make sure everything goes smoothly. They've got nutrients to help any children, and there's also some herbs for assisting with milk production... for the future." He wasn't sure how he felt about having even more new siblings, especially after losing Jaime, but... either way, he'd put on a brave face.

When Diya explained that she had a simple headache, the smaller feline found himself nodding, gesturing towards his bag as he spoke, "If need be, I can give you some poppy seeds to help cope with the pain. Even if it's not bad, they're always a help... best not to take many, though." He wasn't sure he had met anyone within The Typhoon yet who had an addiction to poppy seeds, but he knew it was very much a possibility. It was why he only tended to give them to others once or twice, before switching over to something like dock leaves. Upon hearing the vampire call his skills impressive, Roan couldn't help but snort, having never thought too terribly highly of himself. He knew he was skilled, but he'd never been the type to brag. Shrugging his thin shoulders in a loose motion, the soothsayer explained, "I've been trained to look for the smallest signs of pain... trained myself pretty extensively on it, actually. I've lost too many people to them hiding injuries for me to not. It's also how I could tell that mama was... you know." He'd seen the signs of it when he was younger, and it was difficult to forget them now.

DON'T ASK FOR HELP, YOU'RE ALL ALONE
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!

— Reggan