Ignoring Fadran’s suggestion at rest, Fox kneeled down beside Herial to watch what she was doing to Nath. She yelped when the tube was first inserted, but it looked like it was helping.
She looked up as another woman was talking to her, checking her health. Fox tensed as she held up something to her eyes, causing her hand to tighten around her knife hilt, but no harm was done. Fox eyed the bowl, weighing her chances. She seemed to trust these people by instinct, though she logically knew she shouldn’t. “Alright. I will eat it, but you must first take a bite.”