Blood Sickness

Now that Isla wasn't concentrating on the fact that they had just met and he had nearly fallen down a gorge, she got a taste of Samuel's social awkwardness. He seemed to not fit in the space in a way she couldn't quite grasp, but she nevertheless felt like she needed to make him feel more comfortable. As he spoke she frowned thoughtfully, taking a deep breath that she didn't need and letting it back out again. "Let's find out, shall we?" she said eventually with a smile, motioning for him to follow her into the ward. Things were relatively in hand, so she was able to lead him into an empty treatment room where she motioned for him to take a seat on the bed. "Are things that bad for you now?" she asked softly, seeming a little troubled. ISLA pray for me pray to me