[He could eat more. He probably should eat more, given he had just returned from traveling. But the oddly awkward air does something to his appetite, leaving him to stand and take Jasper's space next to Celestine's bassinet.
She's so flushed with fever. He can't remember ever being so ill. Would it not be better if adults could somehow draw away the illness of children and take it unto themselves? A crazy idea, certainly.
Still, he wishes he could do something like that for Jasper. If he could make that stress of worrying about a loved one disappear, he would. He wouldn't wish that feeling upon anyone.]
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She's so flushed with fever. He can't remember ever being so ill. Would it not be better if adults could somehow draw away the illness of children and take it unto themselves? A crazy idea, certainly.
Still, he wishes he could do something like that for Jasper. If he could make that stress of worrying about a loved one disappear, he would. He wouldn't wish that feeling upon anyone.]