His eyes were closed, but his face was pained. It was clear he was not merely 'resting' as he appeared. Kyera took off her cloak hanging it over the stand and walked to his side. She paused only to wet her finger tip in a bowl, and trace her lips with it, and place a single dot of moisture on the hollow of her collar bone. "May the lady bless this in my care to be with me another night." She whispered the prayer then sat beside him.