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Originally Posted by Kolyander Someone was talking to her. A voice reached her ears through her very light sleep, slipping into her hazy mind and talking to her. The voice was one of the few that probably could have gotten her attention right then slowly drawing her from her not nearly long enough slumber, blue eyes blinking open to look up into a pair of matching blue ones. "Jer?" she mumbled quietly yawning into her arms as her eyes focused on her twins concerned face. "Mm just sleepy... and my stomach aches a little." He didn't have to fight with anyone like she knew he would. Ever the protector was her brother. Skittles? That got her attention though and she shifted a bit to sit up only to lean against him resting her head on his shoulder. "Save um for me... for later? Don't think I can eat them right now.." Might not be able to keep them down if she did.
Small little wiggle and some more shifting to curl up against him. Yes, he was now her pillow and she wasn't letting him move. Sorry not sorry.
Didn't she realise that he had followed her? Jer was puzzled. Normally Sam was on top of things but right now, she was just out of it. "The one and only,'' was his reply. What was wrong with her? Was it just sleepiness? Was it something more? Was she ill?
It was actually a combination of both. "You need to see a Healer? I can convince them to come to the common room.'' Jer could get a little dramatic and hysterical if he needed to so there would be no problem in getting one of them down here. "Skittles are for later then. When you get better.'' Plenty enough motivation for a healthy Sam, yeah? Jer patted his sister's head. "Great, Sam. Now I'll be forced to spend the rest of the day being still while you sleep.'' He rolled his eyes but allowed her to lean against him. |
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