[Raine glances at Anton, who if not asleep already is doing a credible imitation of it, then returns her attention to Erskine once more. Finally lifts her hands, letting the light of her mana ebb from them and leaving Anton to his rest.]
[Quietly, as she rises:]
Sit on him, if you have to. I don't want him pushing this, and I suspect he'll try, once he feels a little better.
[She's still a little concerned about Erskine in general, but at the least she doesn't doubt that, here and now, he has an interest in Anton's well-being. It's enough. She can let whatever that was slide.]
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[Quietly, as she rises:]
Sit on him, if you have to. I don't want him pushing this, and I suspect he'll try, once he feels a little better.
[She's still a little concerned about Erskine in general, but at the least she doesn't doubt that, here and now, he has an interest in Anton's well-being. It's enough. She can let whatever that was slide.]
[For now.]