Ionan seemed to be winding up to fret, despite Ash’s reassurance. He studied her face for a long moment. Not even a cough? How was that possible, when everyone in the Weyr seemed to be ill?
“No making yourself sick by helping others too much, you’ve got to think of yourself too. I know that’s hard for our family, but you’ve got to, Ash. You’ve got to. Or you’ll get sick, and then you’ll get sicker, and you’ll end up like Dad.”
Echoes of Pern [Closed]
A Dragonriders of Pern B/C RP
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