The Long, Dark Night

Phoebe smiled at Ronin warmly when he pseudo-introduced himself. "I suppose it was sort of rude of me, wasn't it? Brahm Steadman was my older brother, and Roana is my sister-in-law so I have heard of you." she explained in a bright, friendly tone. Someone had to be bright and chipper when the gloom of discomfort and illness hung in the air. In most other environments she was shy and nervous. But situations like this gave her a sense of calm - she knew what she was doing here and knew she deserved to be listened to. "The more detail you give, the better we can understand the injury and how best to treat you...or Isla can anyways." She said, pressing the back of her hand gently against his cheek to make sure his temperature was indeed going down. "And I need you to stay awake and alert as best you can. So once you tell us about that, why don't you tell me a bit about you. Are you married with children like Roana? she asked, staying bright, happy, and calm as she spoke with the ill feeling former captain. She could at least hope that some of it would rub off on him to help his spirits. Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself