She struggles to sit up, but once she's there the chance to lean against Altaïr is appreciated. She pulls in a breath and lets it out, coughing slightly. She doesn't have much of an appetite, but everyone keeps stressing how important it is to eat, so she'll try it.
It is a little tough, which he'd warned her about, and with her throat already raw as it is it's not an easy meal. The taste, as well, is skewed by the illness. It's not unpleasant, though, and she works at nibbling through one slice, then another. That seems to be about all she can manage for the moment, though, being a little more eager about the water.
"I'm so hot. I didn't know I could get this hot ..."
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It is a little tough, which he'd warned her about, and with her throat already raw as it is it's not an easy meal. The taste, as well, is skewed by the illness. It's not unpleasant, though, and she works at nibbling through one slice, then another. That seems to be about all she can manage for the moment, though, being a little more eager about the water.
"I'm so hot. I didn't know I could get this hot ..."