[ Alkaid's eyebrows curl upwards as he shakes more. Perhaps it is not the fever then, and instead something else that has unearthed suddenly. Worry takes her. His hand stretches towards hers and she clasps onto his. Her fingers slide between his and a comforting squeeze is given. A frown takes her face then as he says her name in a way that is unlike himself. ]

What is it? [ Her voice is soft, worry clear in her tone where a sparkling joy had just been moments before. She tilts her head so that her chin can rest on his arm. She pauses for a moment, ears lowering slightly. ] While I may not remember images or words... there are emotions, feelings I have. Thinking of it, I suppose I have had them since the moment we met... but did not truly understand them until my trip to the First.

[ She presses her lips to his arm in another attempt to comfort him. ] You don't need to tell me if it upsets you so, my love. Is... is there anything I can do to help?