Quinn closed her eyes with a wince. Duh... she was an idiot. She mustered up the energy to stumble back to the herb store, taking out some Chervil and grinding it into more tea. She brought it up, trying to swallow it but failing. The pain was too great, so she limped where Sage couldn't see, dumped the rest out, And went to go find more Chervil. She knew she was being stupid... but Quinn didn't want to force a bad tasting tea down Her throat right now. She quickly found some, bringing it back then sitting down by the water, trying to breath shallowly.

Sage noted the girl get a cup and some water and herbs, so he let himself settle down again once he knew she'd taken something. He did wished he could see better, or well anything but shadows really. He wanted to be able to help her....he was her husband, that's what he was supposed to do, wasn't it? He couldn't help but feel like he wasn't doing his job.

Quinn's eyes blurred as exhaustion overtook her. Yet she felt like she couldn't fall asleep... she sighed. Everything hurt, Sage was still sick, she could barely breath, and they were living in a cave... and Quinn wasn't getting any better. In fact, she kept feeling worse and worse as the days went on. She silently cursed herself, thinking about how if she would have treated her infection sooner she would have been able to actually SWALLOW the tea. She leaned back on the grass, tipping her chin up to the sky to try to clear her airways. Quinn knew her throat and face were bad.. so she didn't even try to look at them. She just laid there... beaten.

Sage improved quite a bit over the next few days. He still wasn't great, but he wasn't hurting so much anymore, and he definitely had more energy. He still couldn't see anything, which worried him a bit....what if he'd be blind for life? That wasn't good, not at all. Especially if they were living in a cave. He could tell Quinn was sick ...he could smell the infection and hear her breathing, even if he couldn't see the girl. He knew it was bad, and he couldn't help but feel like it was his fault she was like this...if she hadn't been helping him, she'd probably be alright. Heck, of she'd never met him, she wouldn't even be in this situation at all.

Quinn opened her eyes, staring wearily at the sky. She decided to make Sage one more Chervil drink... but other than that's the infection seemed minor now. He was getting a lot better... and she was thankful for that. Now she just had to figure out how to force tea down her throat. Quinn got up shakily, going to the herb storage to get some tea. She grabbed fresh water, dumped it in a cup, and ground up some Chervil and Peppermint.. so it tasted good. She then brought it to Sage, trying not to speak because it was painful for her.

Sage felt his ears prick when he heard the girl walking towards him, and his nose twitched when he smelled the drink. He took the cup, but glanced in the girl's direction. "Quinn, please don't hurt yourself trying to take care of me," he asked her quietly. "Take care of yourself too." He could smell how bad it was now that his head was mostly clear...and her footsteps were even unsteady.

Quinn gazed down towards the grass. "I... don't know.. how to swallow now.." she grunted, each word filled with pain. "At least.. you are better.." she murmured, walking over to the water and sitting down. Her voice was raspy, her neck was swelling, and she felt like an idiot. She was also very dehydrated... and that was VERY bad. Quinn closed her eyes, taking some of the water she boiled and putting Chervil in it. She tried her hardest to drink it ... but the pain was too great. Quinn just put It down again, her head spinning. The world swirled and went black as she passed out for the third time in two days.

Sage frowned slightly when the girl choked out that comment that she couldn't swallow anything. He listened to her as she tried drinking and then sat down. He waited until he heard her breathing even out to creep over to her blindly, feeling his way around as he crawled across the cave floor. Once he got to her, he sighed and reached out to gently feel the wound before rummaging about and finding some herbs. He crushed them up together and added some of the tea to make a paste, which he put directly on her neck. Hopefully, it would help. Because he couldn't do much more....and if she died, he was left alone out here, blind. And that thought was scary enough, but suddenly the thought of loosing her absolutely terrified him.

Quinn flinched away slightly, letting out a small whimper as he touched the infected area. She was an idiot for letting it get so bad... but for some reason she decided to help Sage first. Why couldn't she have helped BOTH of them? She clenched her jaw and tried not to make a noise as Sage out the paste on... but failed miserably, a yelp escaping. Quinn out her head in her hands, tears forming in her eyes. "Why... can't I think before.. I do something.." she said quietly, blinking back the tears.

Sage winced at the girl's yelp and gave her an apologetic look. Well, as best he could, since he couldn't really see her. It was hard, not being able to see anything...it really was. He had to be so alert, with every other sense on high alert, it was exhausted. And much too stimulating. He'd much rather sleep. But he might be blind for life...so he figured he may as well get used to it. He sighed and wrapped his arms around Quinn gently after a moment, hoping it would at least comfort the girl. "You were only trying to help," he murmured. "Don't beat yourself up about it. We'll figure it out ...you'll be alright."