“How's that?” If nothing else offered a chance to indulge her softer side with her latest little excursion, Sophie Sequoia let loose cooing words as she lay something cool and just that little bit moist across the brow of a figure who had certainly seemed to be given rather a rawer deal than she ever had, and in that seemed to have earned every ounce and more of the tenderness which she could provide. Heading to a land of innovation and discovery in the hope of learning something but stricken by the horror of what she had found inside, while the path of the scholar was what this fuchsia fox had always followed and likely would continue to do so, that didn't mean she was without her sense of compassion, and that was in rather high demand in a land which had been ravaged by disease.
“Hang in there, okay? The doctors are working night and day?” Once held as a technological marvel the likes of which eclipsed the rest of the world, even with the gift of enlightenment as far as the merger of magic and machinery had gone this land had not been spared the horrors which fate could inflict, and some might have even claimed that this was some kind of retribution for that very success. Seeming to upset the natural order of things, innovation had seemed to become the new idol to worship while gods had seemed to have been forgotten, and so perhaps this was why their people now suffered? Who was to know?