"Thank you, Jess," Brian said gently. He took hold of the mug, wrapping Khaat's hand around the mug and then he wrapped both his hands around her hand. "Here," he coached her softly. "Drink."
"He wont' leave me alone for one bloody weekend! He just keeps coming!" she said, upset.
"He's not here," he soothed. "I know. It frustrates me too. You're safe now...."
"I'm NEVER going to be safe! NEVER! I can't even see what I'm fighting now..."
He sighed. He could understand her being upset. He knew he'd be upset too if it had been him. Sightless, her hearing decreased, her hand burned, her head aching...it took away almost everything she needed as a healer.
"We'll cover you," he said lovingly, kissing her forehead. "I swear. Come on. Its just tea. Nothing in it. Just tea." He fed it to her slowly a sip at a time, not speaking. He felt Robert come back from London. He was glad to feel his presence in the house again. He was not being quiet in his footsteps on purpose, so Khaat could hear him.
He came into the bedroom, and Brian's eyes met his. Robert felt for her. He hated it when his daughter hurt. "Khaat," Robert called quietly. "I brought what I needed to wrap your eyes and your hand for a couple days until you heal. You'll feel better when the pain stops." He put the bag down on the bed and drew out what he needed. Then he looked at Brian and Jess. "Clean dressings twice a day in order to get fresh medication on the wounds. Do it exactly as you see me do it. Watch carefully." He washed his hands with a special liquid soap that he'd formulated in the potions lab. He left the beautiful bottle that was etched with seashells, sitting on the bathroom vanity. With meticulously cleaned hands, he took a sterile eye dropper and put the slution, a blue solution, into her eyes.
It stung at first, but then the burning stopped an pain relief began. He put a couple drops on the gauze patches that he put over her eyes and then wrapped gauze around her head to hold the patches in place. He tended to the temporary hearing loss next by taking a smaller bottle with a yellow colored potion and put three or four drops in each ear. From there he took a jar of burn ointment and tended the burn on the inside of her hand and put more on the gauze dressing and bandaged it. He put burn ointment on the place on her chest at the base of her throat where the stone had burned a heart shaped angry blistered burn on her chest. He put some ointment on the gauze dressing and taped it into place. The last thing he did was to put a bit of a magical ointent on the bruised knot on her forehead from her hitting her head and then he reinforced the calming and pain reduction spell.
"Better?" he asked her.
"It stopped hurting," she said quietly.
"Good. Very good," he said.