"Of course," she replied solicitously. There was, actually, though she would have said yes and made room if there hadn't been. That much Zeetha understood, or thought she did, from what little time she had spent around medics and healers. Whatever you did for a comrade (or lover) you did completely.

"Just find me a pan and..." Her mind cast about, trying to remember what their water supplies were like and what the location of the nearest river were for reference in the next few day. "I'll get the water," she finished, having decided that water from one of the water skins would be fine.