"Embarrassing is the least of our problems," she muttered under her breath, carefully offering him the bowl of stew she had brought to him, and willing to place it across his lap if she had to help. "You probably shouldn't go anywhere, you know," she adds, this time at a normal level and directly to him. He's still being sarcastic, thus she believes he can handle a little gentle sisterly scolding. "We're all still looking-- you need to rest."
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