Without a word, she grabbed their arm, pulling them toward a comfortable chair.

“Sit,” she ordered, almost too harshly. “Thou art useless if thou fall apart.”

Though her tone was stern, deep down, she meant it with care, her eyes softening ever so slightly.

Grabbing a blanket, she draped it over their shoulders, straightening their posture.

"This is only because justice mustn’t be served without a clear mind. Not for thy sake, thou hear?" Beneath her sharp words, a protective warmth lingered.