Ah, so this is why Yoa didn't want her to help. With each passing moment, it became more obvious to Nova that anything capable of healing wounds was bound to be challenging to obtain. To apply Rootmilk to Yoa's injuries, it also needed to be combined with Miroth leaves and used as a poultice to hold and deliver the Rootmilk to the wound. It sounded so simple when he explained it.
Then he told her where to find the leaves, and for a split second, she said nothing. Yoa took her silence for hesitation and immediately dropped the entire subject, insisting she stayed by his side and cuddled instead.
But how could they cuddle if he bled out?!
Nova gave him a reassuring smile before kissing him gently on the cheek and detangling his limbs from her.
"Be careful," he whispered against her skin. She could feel his fear, but it didn't have anything to do with her ability to get what she needed. No, he was confident she would succeed, but his beast didn't want to part with her again so soon.
