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"With as many dangers as there are lurking on Yael these days a Priestess shouldn't have been allowed to travel alone. It's too dangerous." He murmured, not of the mind that the right call had been made... but he couldn't exactly complain too much. He didn't want those of the Sanctum to think that he was acting out. He wanted to look after those that were a part of the Sanctu after all, even if he didn't care for this one choice... well, this choice and one other at least.

He gave a shake of his head before he forced himself to focus on her completely, wanting to make sure that she got what she wanted of the water. As some of the water escaped her lips, spilling over her chin, he lowered it a bit, "Are you alright, Priestess? Have you had enough or do you need more?"

Jolanta found himself starring for a long moment at the Priestess, then said, "I will request that a nurse come in to help you when I head out." The least that they could do was help her with her hair given that it was as long as it was. Leaving it along meant that it had to be full of the worst tangles he thought to himself for a moment.

Giving a shake of her head at the comment of being 'greedy' he said, "It's quite alright, Priestess Fallon." Even a priestess must get thirsty... which had him wondering for a moment how often the Doctor or his helpers came in to check up on her, help her out, get her water and whatever else she might need. Hard to say just looking at her... but he hoped that it was often enough that she wasn't at risk of dehydration or something.

"I was told I should keep my visits short so that you can get rest. Before I go though is there anything else that you are needing? Anything from the Sanctum that I can bring to you?"

He glanced toward the door, then back again, "Alright, Doctor Tacrith it is then." As much as he was a little miffed with her condition at the hands of the doctor he supposed that he would let it slide for the moment since the Priestess seemed to believe in the guy. It was only right that he followed her lead in this matter.

"A string of pears and prayer beads? That I can certainly do." He nodded his head before rising to his feet, moving to fetch the pearls and beads that she'd requested of him. They were laying right where she'd said that they would be, curled up on her dress neatly. He gathered them up in his hands and then walked back over to her, "Do you want them in hand or on, Priest Fallon?"

Jolanta gave a nod of his head as he handed the prayer beads off to Priestess Fallon, "Here you are, Priestess Fallon." He said to her before he leaned in, carefully putting the string of pearls into place around her neck, "All done." Once he was done handing the pearls and beads off he withdrew again, to a distance that he felt was polite. He wondered what else there was that he could do for her. He wanted to help her out but he was really drawing a blank as to what his next step should be. He wasn't a healer after all so he couldn't exactly serve her in that manner. He'd think of something.

As she mentioned Jolanta thinking less of her he shook his head, "I think nothing of the sort, Priestess Fallon. I am praying for your health in fact." He'd much rather see her back on her feet then abed but not because he was looking down on her, "I am not the sort that would look down on those that I am supposed to be protecting. You need not worry about something so petty as that with me."

Jolanta gave a nod of his head as he said, "I know that you told me that, Priestess Fallon. It's very kind of you to offer such a privilege to one such as I." It was kind of her but it wasn't a kindness that he was going to take advantage of. He didn't feel that it was right for a servant of the Sanctum to be so familiar with those that lived there after all.

As she thanked him he said, "Your very welcome, Priestess Fallon." He said before he adding, "I will find the Doctor if you're wanting his company while you rest. Once you're ready if you are wanting to go on the search for your sister let me know." He hoped that she would do so though he was worried by her earlier answers that she might not want him to tag along. He'd make himself there for her if she needed him though. Turning on his heel he walked toward the door, pausing there, giving her one last glance, "Get some rest if you can."

With that he headed out, going to seek out the doctor for the priestess.