#rivervale_lodge

Her mouth twists with shame. "It was just... I..."

Sylvi blinks. "Dagmar...that chimera...it was nasty. Maybe it made you...I dunno...ashamed to get hurt?"

She shakes her head.

A helpless look to her mother. Kerri just says, "Dagmar...trust your parents. Let's go talk to them. Come on."

She nods, dejected.

"Sylvi, will you do a final sweep-up on the main hall and the kitchen while we're gone, please?" Kerri says, leading Dagmar to the door.

"Yeah...I mean, yes, Mom. Dagmar...I'll come by tomorrow, okay?" Sylvi says.

"Okay."

"I'll be back soon," Kerri says to her daughter. Then she and Dagmar are out the door and heading back to the Barn house.

As they head out, Oak goes with them, licking Dagmar's hand as if apologizing over and over

"Oak, you silly thing, what are you doing?" Kerri asks.

Wag wag hope for a pet. He GROWLED at the bad, but it scared Big Stick girl... they love big stick girl.

Lick Dagmar's hand again.

A pat, even if Dag's pace is best described as "trudging"

Canine relief

As they approach the Farmhouse style home, they see Jaymes sharpening his claymore with a whetstone

"Jaymes," Kerri calls out as they approach. "Good evening."

Sam fidgets and frowns.

A nod to greet, then.. he notices his daughter's fidgeting and raises a brow, putting the weapon to the side "More news?"

Kerri glances to Dagmar, then back to Jaymes. "News. Your daughter fought a chimera the other night. She tells me she mentioned it to you?"

She chews on her thumb.

"Mmph. Yes. There are more of them?" He reaches for his claymore again

"I don't think so. That's not the issue. She had a minor wound, which she cared for properly...but it turns out there was a chimeric poison in there, too. It's clear, now, and she's healed up, but I wanted to make sure you knew."

A grateful look at Kerri.

A glance to his daughter and he moves to her, puts a hand on her shoulder, gently, and looks her over , "You feel better?"

Nod nod nod

"Miss Kerri fixed it."

"She may need to sleep in a bit in the morning, and perhaps some more water than usual. But I think she'll be fine."

"Good." he says, "I am sorry. I didn't check for that. I didn't notice" guilty brow

A nod to Kerri, "Thank you, Hearth. Did you use extra glamour or dross?"

Kerri waves off the implied debt. "We were in the Lodge. Not a concern."

"I was taking care of it..."

A bit of a significant look to Jaymes, but all she says is, "I'll head back now. Dagmar, get to rest early tonight, I think, all right? Jaymes, let me know if you need anything."

"Yes'm"

"I will. Thank you again, Hearth"

A brief smile, then "Come on, Oak." And she turns to go.

Oak had been on his back to get belly rubs, but at that order bounces back to follow.

The Hearth and the belly-rub bandit head back to the Lodge.

Jaymes looks at his daughter, and once the Hearth walks away, he hugs Dagmar fiercely, Then looks at her, and nods "Diesase is a hard foe to resist, and you held up for a week? Amazing. "

"You aren't mad?"

"A bit at myself for not noticing" He admits

"It wasn't that bad until today..."

"Just sorta throbby."

"it can catch up on you. I once had an infection that I didn't notice except for some reason foods I liked tasted bad for a few days. On the fourth day I got a fever so hot I would have melted snow. "

"So if it's throbby, ask for help."

"Especially if it puffs up, but Chimerical wounds can have magic so... if someone asks if you are hurt, you must tell the healers." He lowers his voice, "If you don't, some of them give lectures or complain about how you made their job harder if it goes bad... and you just have to put up with the lecture. I don't think Hearth Kerri is like that, but if it happened too often?" A shrug

"...I was worried you'd be mad."

A pause, then, "I want you to understand something." A very serious look, "No amount of being afraid for you, no amount of frustration or vexation at any mistakes or judgements I do not agree with... none of that can equal how much your mother or I love you. I am not angry now, but if you ever worry about me being mad at you, remember it's nothing... NOTHING, compared to that. You're my daughter" And yeah, a nother hug "Go clean up, go to bed and rest."

She hugs him back, hard, before pulling away to get cleaned up for bed.

No words - but then, how often do trolls need words?