[Lea paused slightly at Dove's words, glancing back at her for a moment. He wasn't entirely sure what she meant; he was really only doing what any good friend would do in such a situation, after all. But it concerned him regardless.
The scrabbling of paws provided a further distraction as Dove's Pokémon came to check on her (Lea briefly thought of his own, but luckily Donald would be able to handle getting everyone fed at least, in his absence). He gave them a slight, hopefully reassuring smile before turning back to the various cupboards.
It wasn't long til he located the tea, pleased to find that Dove had a decent selection. He briefly debated whether to get her something caffeinated, but opted instead for a calming herbal blend with vanilla and chamomile. He pulled out a teabag, then quickly located a mug, filled it with water, and popped it into the microwave to heat. His mother might have tsked him for making tea like that, but necessity trumped tradition in this case. While the water was heating, he managed to locate a bottle of honey, and stirred a bit into the water before adding the teabag.
All of this took only a few minutes, but it felt like much longer before he set the mug of steaming liquid down in front of Dove.]
Don't drink it just yet. It'll need a little time to steep and cool off first.
[Common sense advice, and some that under other circumstances, he'd feel no need to give her. But she seemed rather out of it, so best to be sure.]
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The scrabbling of paws provided a further distraction as Dove's Pokémon came to check on her (Lea briefly thought of his own, but luckily Donald would be able to handle getting everyone fed at least, in his absence). He gave them a slight, hopefully reassuring smile before turning back to the various cupboards.
It wasn't long til he located the tea, pleased to find that Dove had a decent selection. He briefly debated whether to get her something caffeinated, but opted instead for a calming herbal blend with vanilla and chamomile. He pulled out a teabag, then quickly located a mug, filled it with water, and popped it into the microwave to heat. His mother might have tsked him for making tea like that, but necessity trumped tradition in this case. While the water was heating, he managed to locate a bottle of honey, and stirred a bit into the water before adding the teabag.
All of this took only a few minutes, but it felt like much longer before he set the mug of steaming liquid down in front of Dove.]
Don't drink it just yet. It'll need a little time to steep and cool off first.
[Common sense advice, and some that under other circumstances, he'd feel no need to give her. But she seemed rather out of it, so best to be sure.]
I'll get started on that soup then, OK?