Khemrys crouched gently within arm reach of Nat and Beryl, looking at his eyes soberly, "Young lord Nathaniel I come to do Gunnora's work." And that was a calling not even keyed up shifters would keep her from for long honestly. "I see she sleeps, and she shouldst not with how you feel and so we must see her to waking yes?" At the least.

At the very least.

"Do tell us what occurred, it will aid much in her treatment."

LOONEY DIDN'T CARE ABOUT YOUR GLARE JASON! AT ALL! As the sounds of fruit falling out of the bowl on the counter could attest.