[Eleven turns just quickly enough to see Moran falter, and something about him fade. His heart leaps into his throat and he abandons the tea in favor of moving for his companion. His growing role as one of their party's medics kicks in quickly]
Are you all right? Have you eaten? I could go fetch something for you if you need..
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Are you all right? Have you eaten? I could go fetch something for you if you need..