It's cute you think that we're not going to send you straight to the infirmary first.
[ Hilda's voice remains ever playful, but there's a hint of something sharper accompanying it: a stern, clear warning that if they tried to skip out of being checked over, the girls would be the ones they'd be answering to. She realizes how hypocritical what she says might sound coming from her.
If the situations were reversed she would have absolutely demanded, wheedled, pleaded for a bath first and check-up later, or even during it. Her clothes were going to be off anyway, right? But in this instance their health and sensibilities edge out the request for a bath just by a hair — and that was saying something considering the whiff she had gotten off of them.
Claude's cough had alarmed her too. But there's some level of tunnel vision's experiencing, determined to get them back to the portal in one piece before more worry consumes her. She's not a healer. She can't make them better. But she can at least walk them back to someone who can. There's a moment where she hesitates, casting a glance towards Claude before hanging back so he can lean on her if need be.
The trek down the mountain is easier than up for obvious reasons. She's mindful to stick to their tracks, dragging her feet through the snow in an attempt to clear more of a path for them as they walk. ]
Oh, by the way, we replaced you two with some lizards and they live in your beds now. Hope you don't mind.
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[ Hilda's voice remains ever playful, but there's a hint of something sharper accompanying it: a stern, clear warning that if they tried to skip out of being checked over, the girls would be the ones they'd be answering to. She realizes how hypocritical what she says might sound coming from her.
If the situations were reversed she would have absolutely demanded, wheedled, pleaded for a bath first and check-up later, or even during it. Her clothes were going to be off anyway, right? But in this instance their health and sensibilities edge out the request for a bath just by a hair — and that was saying something considering the whiff she had gotten off of them.
Claude's cough had alarmed her too. But there's some level of tunnel vision's experiencing, determined to get them back to the portal in one piece before more worry consumes her. She's not a healer. She can't make them better. But she can at least walk them back to someone who can. There's a moment where she hesitates, casting a glance towards Claude before hanging back so he can lean on her if need be.
The trek down the mountain is easier than up for obvious reasons. She's mindful to stick to their tracks, dragging her feet through the snow in an attempt to clear more of a path for them as they walk. ]
Oh, by the way, we replaced you two with some lizards and they live in your beds now. Hope you don't mind.