It's not your fault. Don't worry about it, we have a spare room.
[He glances at Alhaitham for a long moment, gauging his reaction, before he finishes bandaging March's ankle. There's a whole conversation to be had about the uneven levels of medical treatment here that Kaveh will be very yelly about later.]
Now...I can make some things that'll help your stomach and get that taste out of your mouth. Do you want to stay out here, or go to the spare room now?
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[He glances at Alhaitham for a long moment, gauging his reaction, before he finishes bandaging March's ankle. There's a whole conversation to be had about the uneven levels of medical treatment here that Kaveh will be very yelly about later.]
Now...I can make some things that'll help your stomach and get that taste out of your mouth. Do you want to stay out here, or go to the spare room now?