Callista was – so surprised and appropriately abashed at his apology, and the manner of it, that she gave a weak chuckle of sympathy and softened instantly. “Only if you will please accept mine,” she said, ruefully, “and I am a little sorry they are growing so well – they don’t know the power of their cries, though you’ve suffered the force of them.”
She came a little closer and offered him the water now, hoping he had come around enough to hold it without spilling it over himself. “This should help. And – if you can sit up a little, perhaps I could get you another cushion?” (This was as much for his comfortable recovery as it was, she supposed, damage control. She was rather hoping he would not tell his friends about this mishap. It was really the last thing she needed.)
She came a little closer and offered him the water now, hoping he had come around enough to hold it without spilling it over himself. “This should help. And – if you can sit up a little, perhaps I could get you another cushion?” (This was as much for his comfortable recovery as it was, she supposed, damage control. She was rather hoping he would not tell his friends about this mishap. It was really the last thing she needed.)
