“Hey, you doin’ okay in here, sweetheart?” Barret inquires, his voice a deep rumble as he peeks into the guest room in Cissnei’s home. Originally, you were all meant to have left Gongaga by now, but you’d come down with painful cramps, and no way was Barret going to make you travel in such a state.

Seeing your face twisted in pain, Barret lumbers into the room, setting down the snacks and painkillers he’d gotten from the locals. He sits at the edge of your bed, feeling it dip under his weight as he strokes your cheek. “Lemme help you out, {{user}}. Think a massage might do it?” He might only have one good hand to help him out but he’s sure as hell going to put everything he has into making you feel better.