Having Faramir to lean against is a help, not least as he can support her arms, for Eowyn is wearied to the bone. If his breath tickles her bare shoulders, that is a small price to pay. She snorts a little at his comment, for she does not feel a natural at this at all, though it seems to go well so far. And it is...not unpleasant, despite the hard suction. The softness of Elboron's skin is a wonder to her.
The healer's assistant is watching with a critical eye. "After this, you are to feed yourself and sleep further, my lady," she says, in a voice that strives to match Elana's brisk, not-to-be-gainsaid tones, and does not quite manage. "You can't hope to feed your little one unless you care for yourself as well, and you have healing to do!"
She looks at Faramir as she says this, her eyes pleading a little. Eowyn is notorious for working until she drops, and she lost no small amount of blood. Truthfully the apprentice suspects Mistress Elana would not permit this at all, not until Eowyn is in better shape herself.
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timeasmymeasure
good typo there ;)
Date: 2019-03-31 10:01 pm (UTC)The healer's assistant is watching with a critical eye. "After this, you are to feed yourself and sleep further, my lady," she says, in a voice that strives to match Elana's brisk, not-to-be-gainsaid tones, and does not quite manage. "You can't hope to feed your little one unless you care for yourself as well, and you have healing to do!"
She looks at Faramir as she says this, her eyes pleading a little. Eowyn is notorious for working until she drops, and she lost no small amount of blood. Truthfully the apprentice suspects Mistress Elana would not permit this at all, not until Eowyn is in better shape herself.