Looking a bit more his age, Guts frowns miserably as the bad taste sits in his mouth. He’s had his fair share of foul drinks in his comparatively short life, but few measured up the flavor of medicine like that.
“Don’t tell me what else you mixed in this.” He really, really doesn’t want to know. He just hopes the headache goes away.
Following the Apothecary’s advice, the boy saunters to the large pot, suddenly aware of the loud growl of his hungry stomach. A Sister nearby seems to have heard it too, and he does his best not to awkwardly meet eyes with her. He fishes around for a good amount of substance for the broth, and takes some tea with him for good measure. It was red, like blood, but smelled tart like a fruit.
Sitting cross legged on his cot, he nurses the soup a little bit at at time, enjoying the warmth. The egg noodles were new for him, but he slurps them up without thinking twice. Now that the activity was settling down, he tries to steal a glance at Lashan.
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“Don’t tell me what else you mixed in this.” He really, really doesn’t want to know. He just hopes the headache goes away.
Following the Apothecary’s advice, the boy saunters to the large pot, suddenly aware of the loud growl of his hungry stomach. A Sister nearby seems to have heard it too, and he does his best not to awkwardly meet eyes with her. He fishes around for a good amount of substance for the broth, and takes some tea with him for good measure. It was red, like blood, but smelled tart like a fruit.
Sitting cross legged on his cot, he nurses the soup a little bit at at time, enjoying the warmth. The egg noodles were new for him, but he slurps them up without thinking twice. Now that the activity was settling down, he tries to steal a glance at Lashan.