delphine
Delphine closed the door of the room they were staying in quietly, bringing a small basket full of uncut, unground herbs with her. In the basket rested a variety of tools to allow her to work with the herbs. Their dorm room was right next door to the medical station, so she slipped in without a thought.
She moved to the first table and began to separate out the herbs, delicate hands running across each plant, some dried, others were fairly fresh. As she was laying out her tools, she happened to actually look around the room--
--Someone was leaned against the hearth, aglow with firelight.
"Hello? Are you all ri... Korbin? Do you need anything?" She had left her workstation behind to walk towards the shape, and was a mere foot away by the time she realized who she was walking towards.
Even as she asked if he needed something, she had to stop herself from asking if he was okay; she could tell he didn't look okay--probably was not okay. Might never be okay again. "Let's get the fire roused," she murmured, reaching for the fire poker and casting a look around for the wood, before adding a small piece to it.
Wiping her hands off down the front of her nightshirt, she studied the young man. "I'm going to be preparing herbs, over here, if you'd like to help." She offered, quietly. Noah had told her that her ways weren't right, so she wasn't too sure what to do. But in the past offering, the man treatment hadn't really helped him either.
She was here to chase the restlessness away, without alerting Noah to the fact she was restless. She had her demons and he had him, she knew they both slept better together; which was another reason she'd not gone far. But there was only so much sleeping she could do when all she could think about was that she was stuck.
Caged.
So the restless woman wandered away from Korbin and to her table, to finish sorting the herbs by type, and then by uses. The table had already been lined with pouches to store the herbs in once she'd worked them into a useable form.
She moved to the first table and began to separate out the herbs, delicate hands running across each plant, some dried, others were fairly fresh. As she was laying out her tools, she happened to actually look around the room--
--Someone was leaned against the hearth, aglow with firelight.
"Hello? Are you all ri... Korbin? Do you need anything?" She had left her workstation behind to walk towards the shape, and was a mere foot away by the time she realized who she was walking towards.
Even as she asked if he needed something, she had to stop herself from asking if he was okay; she could tell he didn't look okay--probably was not okay. Might never be okay again. "Let's get the fire roused," she murmured, reaching for the fire poker and casting a look around for the wood, before adding a small piece to it.
Wiping her hands off down the front of her nightshirt, she studied the young man. "I'm going to be preparing herbs, over here, if you'd like to help." She offered, quietly. Noah had told her that her ways weren't right, so she wasn't too sure what to do. But in the past offering, the man treatment hadn't really helped him either.
She was here to chase the restlessness away, without alerting Noah to the fact she was restless. She had her demons and he had him, she knew they both slept better together; which was another reason she'd not gone far. But there was only so much sleeping she could do when all she could think about was that she was stuck.
Caged.
So the restless woman wandered away from Korbin and to her table, to finish sorting the herbs by type, and then by uses. The table had already been lined with pouches to store the herbs in once she'd worked them into a useable form.
