Now that Isabella has a medallion and a library card, they go to the Avalon more than just "as necessary to replenish her cash." It becomes something of a habit for Vivian to arrive, drop Isabella off at the library, and then wander around to sell her charms, do her shopping, catch up with her friends, or whatever else she feels like exploring that day. The critters are blinder to human society and politics than she might like, but she thinks she's getting through to some of them. If they want to blend into human culture, these things matter, after all.
Today in particular being a nice day, Vivian and Isabella took the whole day to go out. After a protest demanding equal rights for LGBT employees, they head into Avalon. Vivian leaves Isabella at the library and goes to grab a cup of tea from the cafe next to the marina. She drapes her jacket over the back of her chair, but when she sees the woman at the next table eyes her Out and Proud! button on it warily and grimacing, she removes it from the coat and puts it onto her shirt, front and center. Take that, nosy lady.
Once they're home Isabella is moved to the bed and carefully tucked in. Vivian pulls herself up a chair and holds her daughter's hand. She's just going to wait here for a while.
After about an hour, Isabella opens her eyes groggily.
Vivian's eyes are a bit red, but she's managed to stop crying by now. "Isabella!"
"Mommy? What happened?"
She bundles Isabella up in a relieved hug. Her daughter's awake.
"I didn't do anything really -" Isabella puts her claws away and hugs her mommy. "I was thinking about how to try and then I woke up here."
Vivian, and her shirt, greatly appreciate the lack of claws in this hug.
"And he's better? All better?"
"He's better. I don't know about all better. I think so, but I got you home before they checked." She reluctantly lets go of the hug. "I told Gianna I'd call her when you woke up anyway, I can ask."
"If he's all better and all that happens is I sleep a while I should do it more."
Vivian chokes on nothing at all. Once she's done spluttering, she says, "What if you sleep too long? Or I can't wake you up? You went into midform when you collapsed, I couldn't get you a doctor."
"Well, I feel fine now. And he was dying. Wasn't he."
Hearing her voice rising, she takes a deep breath to try to calm herself. "I'll do research. Get all my old sphinx books, go through them again now that I know what I'm looking for. I don't want you healing anyone until I know it's safe, but I will try to find out."
"I didn't even really try," says Isabella, quelled. "Do I have to not meet anybody in case they're sick, while you're looking? Mommy, what if you get sick?"
"Awww, sphinxette." Vivian cuddles her. "You didn't get sick while we were walking through the hospital, remember? You don't have to stay hidden in the house or anything. And don't forget, we always have spells and nice, boring human medicines. Both of which are, if not as good as you, still extremely competent."
"But people die, and I don't think they had better do that."
"I think everyone would like it better if they didn't. But if you're going to help them, you should do it safely."
"Yeah. If I have to sleep for a while every time I fix a person I can't even get everybody that way." Pause. "But if you were sick I'd still fix you."
"Thank you love, that's very sweet." Hug. "But let's try medicine first, okay?"
Isabella looks skeptical. "If that seems like it will work," she allows.
"No magic for the sniffles!"
"Okay, you can have colds if you want."
"I don't want, but that is why I have pseudoephedrine in the medicine drawer."
"But if you get really, really sick, I will fix you, and maybe if anybody else we know gets really bad too, but I won't like sneak into hospitals or anything while you're researching. Okay?"
Vivian makes a mental note to research quickly.