It's funny how fast life reverses one's circumstances.
In an instant, you can go from healing the sick and injured to being tended to yourself.
Yemoja was finding this situation to be a very challenging one for her to contend with.
"I promise you all that I am fine… this bit of coddling feels a bit unnecessary."
Yemoja was tucked into bed so firmly that she couldn't move.
Vermeil was nearby running some cold water into a cloth.
"D-Don't worry, your goddess-ness! I promise it's really no trouble at all!!"
Yemoja watched Vermeil dart across the room to light candles and even crack open a window.
She was pretty sure she could even request food if she felt like-
"A-Are you hungry?! What do all powerful mother goddesses eat?! C-Cheese? You look like a cheese kind of woman!" Vermeil whirled towards Taira who was still lost for words. "Babe! Go and get our goddess-guest some cheese!"