Lewis didn't want to bother Siren too much, so he decided not to comment on the blood or ask anything. Instead, he said, "Eat your dinner, Siren. We all need to be strong and healthy when we go on that quest." He hid his bandaged hands in his pockets and smiled at her.
(Yeah, I'm having some issues over here, too. I won't be on until tomorrow night, though. I have an event out of town to attend all day.)
(I'm gonna go too, I'm having a few troubles with the website too)
Siren shook her head siightly and she couldn't even eat her food.
She looked at Lewis with sad painful eyes.
While Siren was looking at him she said in a hoarse voice,"I-I can't take it anymore."
Siren sat in pain while poking her food thinking I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, and so on.
"Siren, are you afraid to go on that quest?" Lewis asked gently, "I know you said you weren't at some point, but of course, it's more than normal. A lot of demigods die on quests, but I'll make sure that this time… this time, if it's anyone, it'll be me. Okay? You're strong and powerful, and we'll all make sure no one lays a finger on you. But by the gods, of course I'm afraid. I think we all are."
(I'm going to bed, talk to you guys tomorrow)
(I've been out of town all day. Just got back home, but I'm not sure how active I can be tonight.)
Siren stared at her food still poking. Siren decided to sleep outside that night to be alone. Siren poked and poked not eating anything anymore.