Aw, Sina. Korrin manages a small smile, drawing the blanket back up for her. As much as the frail elf woman could benefit from the tea as well, she doesn't have the hart to rouse her. It's a good thing Araceli feels differently. That expression of her kadan's causes her heartache, and her expression is apologetic as she glances back up from Sina. As hard as this is on them, she doesn't want to cause Araceli any more grief than can be helped.

"We'll both have it, then, taking it slow." They certainly don't have the energy for any other pace. "It doesn't have to be Adelaide, specifically. Any Spirit Healer might help, through their spirit friend. Sam or Christine, if they're around. Not Anders." If there's one person she'll never trust near her, even like this, it's him. "...and I'll try. But there isn't a lot to share. Mostly, it's just snippets of things. Glimpses. Not much to go on."