Waking the next morning, the group grabbed some breakfast from the food that Clarissa had forced upon them as they left, Daniel tried to hand Vaya a granola bar but her face paled and she shook her head quickly before scooting away from him.
Grabbing her bag, Daniel rummaged within it before triumphantly pulling out the ginger biscuits and taking one out, leaning over and pushing it into Vaya’s free hand as she used the other to cover her eyes as the sickness washed over her.
Looking up, she feebly nibbled on the edge, closing her eyes again, after a few minutes she opened her eyes and took bigger bites until the biscuit disappeared.
‘Better?’ Daniel asked softly
‘A bit, but please don’t put those tree bark bars in front of me again’ Vaya moaned as she cuddled into him.
‘They are gran
