[She can sense the careful way she is being held, which could perhaps be identified as kindness. He responds in that way, at any rate, and she takes advantage of the moment to keep thinking, disguising the way she reconsiders her situation in an obvious weakness... and she did actually want the water.
Limp in his arms, she weakly lifts her head to obey his instructions, slowly taking in a mouthful of the water and trying to swirl it over her tongue, remembering to grimace as if offended by the foul taste before she chokes it down. The next gulp is cleaner, the next even more so, until she has finally cleared the coating of sludge from her throat. Her voice is still rather low and raspy for a woman's, apparently that hadn't been caused by the Kenoma, but the next quiet words that slip out are,]
Thank you...
[Men liked to feel like protectors. She lets her head loll against him, breathing shallow for a few moments in her sweat and sludge-stained robe as she seemingly tries to gather her wits for the next thing that needed to be addressed. The next question that needed to be asked,]
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Limp in his arms, she weakly lifts her head to obey his instructions, slowly taking in a mouthful of the water and trying to swirl it over her tongue, remembering to grimace as if offended by the foul taste before she chokes it down. The next gulp is cleaner, the next even more so, until she has finally cleared the coating of sludge from her throat. Her voice is still rather low and raspy for a woman's, apparently that hadn't been caused by the Kenoma, but the next quiet words that slip out are,]
Thank you...
[Men liked to feel like protectors. She lets her head loll against him, breathing shallow for a few moments in her sweat and sludge-stained robe as she seemingly tries to gather her wits for the next thing that needed to be addressed. The next question that needed to be asked,]
Is it over... ?