She followed him in, almost falling over his shoes. For a moment, she was of half a mind to just take his shoes and run - perhaps he was so gone in his illness that he wouldn't remember that she had been there in the morning.
She stepped inside, inwardly cursing her kind heart.
"Monsieur? Perhaps you should take to your bed. I will bring you water."
And perhaps some cool cloth for his head. If he didn't mind a bit of tatty skirt material dunked in cold water.
Re: no worries!
She stepped inside, inwardly cursing her kind heart.
"Monsieur? Perhaps you should take to your bed. I will bring you water."
And perhaps some cool cloth for his head. If he didn't mind a bit of tatty skirt material dunked in cold water.