"Amazing." she murmured. Her head going to rest on his chest. She did. She didn't quite know why, yet she did. She sighed,moving to nuzzle his neck.

Camomille busstled through the door, balancing two food trays in her arms and a drink pitcher on her hip. "Room service!" she called cheerily. "So you sleepy heads are finaly awake!"

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Eonwe jumped and sat up, blinking "Good morning, Camomille!" she rubbed her eyes and yawned. "Did you sleep well?"

Crixus sat up and watched as she entered. He stood up to help, taking one of the trays.

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Eonwe stood, but then tripped, falling and hitting her back on the floor. Her eyes watered with the fresh pain. She hurriedly got up and went to help. "Look what she brought you!" she exclaimed to Crixus, grinning at him "It's a feast!"

He set the tray down on the table and went over to Eonwe as she fell, his hand lightly reaching for her arm.''We can all share the food.''
''Thank you, Camomile''

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"Oh, no, I'm not hungry."
She smiled at him. She looked to Camomille. "However did you get all this?"

Camomille smiled shyly. "Thank you." She said as Crixus took a tray. "And i slept well, which is why i've been up for the past few hours slaving awa-" Camomille began the phrase but then cut her self off, "um i mean, working. They were short a server. I work at the Green Dragon back home, so i figured...well anyway, if i help with lunch too, it will cover our board and food!"

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Eonwe clapped her hands "Camomille, that's perfect! You're such a dear!" she exclaimed, tears forming in her eyes at how kind Camomille was. She got up and pulled out her new dresses. "Blue? Green? Black? White?" she couldn't decide which one she wanted Yo wear.

Camomille smiled delighted at the praise, twirling her skirt. "Oh, it was nothing..." she mutterd. "No no, you shan't put on a new dress untill ive taken a look at those wounds!" Camomille reached over and pulled a bowl off of one of the trays. Inside there were fresh bandages and a bottel of ointment. Camomille took them out and filled the bowl with clean water. "They asked me why you wern't out helping this morning," Camomille pointed at Eonwe, "So i told them that you were ill and he," Camomille brandished a bandage at Crixus, "was tending you. So we might as well do that, and those wounds need cheking."

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Eonwe glanced at the bandages with resigned distaste, then looked to Crixus, as though asking for help. She sighed and slumped as she sat on the bed, grumbling slightly.

Crixus looked at her apologetically to show that she needed to have her wounds checked. As she sat down he sat down next too her, taking her hand.

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She looked at him with a somewhat puppy dog looking pout. "why? They're fine..." she sigh heavily, then flinched as Camomille began to go to work on them.

''And we need them to stay fine. Soon they will be better'' He gave her hand a light squeeze, ''You may squeeze my hand if you feel pain.''

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She laid her head on his shoulder instead, biting her lip. "I hope they will get better soon..." she whispered.

Camomille cleand the wounds as gently as she could with the clean, cool water. "Still too early on to tell at this point. The appear to be doing better, but that could all change if constant care is not made." Camomille patted some ointment onto the wounds.

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