K'xug blinked in confusion, looking at the two of them.
"Oh god, that scared me." Cecil breathed out, her hand on her chest. "When did you wake up?"
"That was scary! You didn't make any sound at all!" Hana exclaimed before frowning to herself. "Why does this feel so familiar?"
K'xug shrugged with an impassive face as he scooped a bowl of stew for himself. Hana hurried over to help him since he was still injured, and K'xug glanced curiously at the small pot beside the big pot.
There were different flowers and herbs in it, simmering as the fragrance of herbs wafted past his nose.
"Oh right, the herbal mixture," Cecil gasped and she reached forward, starting to mash the herbs in the pot with the spoon, using her left hand. "You need to drink this while you eat the stew."
"Cecil, do you want me to help you instead?"