Talyr follows her and holds her hair out of the way.

When she stops heaving she collapses again and curls up and starts crying.

Snuggle. Pet pet.

The crying gets pretty violent. Great shuddering sobs that wrack her body at least as much as the throwing up did.

Snuggles.

Eventually it dies down to whimpers. She curls up in his arms in a lump of misery.

He holds her and heals all the small discomforts that come with violently throwing up and then crying.

"Thank you," she murmurs eventually.

Hug. "You're welcome. Do you want me to try harder to wake you up next time?"

"Yes please."

"Okay." He cuddles her and pets her hair.

She glances at Kemar.

Kemar looks back at her, sleepy and concerned and uncertain.

"Um--could you--more hug is better than less--"

"—Of course."

He snuggles up.

She relaxes a little. She is still not all the way back to okay but she is definitely better.

Cuddles.

Cuddles.

"Thank you. For--this, but also for--not making it awkward that I--" she gestures at her abdomen as best she can while snuggling two people. "That it happened or that you--weren't consulted. It. Would be pretty reasonable to be upset about that."

He smiles and squeezes her shoulder. "Hey, it's okay."

"I'm glad it's okay. I'm glad you--want me here."

"I'm - glad Talyr could help you. Glad I can too. But he's better at it."

"Talyr is the best at hugs."

Kemar giggles soflty. "Yeah."

He smiles and cuddles them both.

She also cuddles both of them.

"I was trying to learn your language before I was magically put to sleep," she observes.