"Has he?" she asks, brow furrowing. She's familiar with all of Thomas's rats. They're a sweet bunch. She doesn't like the thought of any of them being sick, and she especially doesn't like the thought of them having to wait for care. "It's just... if he's doing poorly, I'd as soon see him right away." He's probably not in dire shape -- he'd have already called out to her if he was -- but that doesn't mean he should have to just sit with an illness until it goes away on its own or gets worse.
Daine gathers herself as if to get to her feet, then realizes that will put her human head at an odd angle and stays herself. "I can fly to the farmhouse and change back, then meet you there, if that's all right," she offers.
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Date: 2017-07-12 03:33 am (UTC)Daine gathers herself as if to get to her feet, then realizes that will put her human head at an odd angle and stays herself. "I can fly to the farmhouse and change back, then meet you there, if that's all right," she offers.