Sileas glared at her cousin. "I don't need Difyr. I'll be fine." Sileas got to her feet. Suddenly everything blurred and she felt light-headed. She braced herself with one hand against the outer wall.

Yehudit's walking stick caught Sileas square on the nose.

"There!" Yehudit was proud yet a little fearful of making such a direct hit on her cousin's face. "Now will you see Difyr?"

"For standing up too fast? Pffft," Sileas said with a glare. She reached up and knocked the walking stick out of her face. "A good night's sleep in a bed that isn't rocking will also work wonders."

"I'm not going to stop hitting you until you go see Difyr." Yehudit said, whacking Sileas with her walking stick.

Sileas grabbed Yehudit's walking stick. "If you don't want to lose another one to breakage, you'd best stop hitting me with it." Sileas started walking toward the kitchen. Everything went blurry and then black. Sileas crumpled to the ground.

"Sileas!" Yehudit screamed and went to Sileas's side. "I told you to go to Difyr! Help!"

Brie had been wandering, having lost track of where the girls had gone. But suddenly the still air was cut by Yehudit's panicked scream. She hurried in that direction. "What...Sileas!" she cried out. "What happened?"

"I wasn't hitting her that hard, just whacking her a bit so she would go to Difyr because she just threw up again... And a lot." Yehudit said anxiously. "We're not on the boat anymore, she shouldn't be seasick anymore. I think she's really sick. She needs to see Difyr."

"You were hitting her? Why on earth would you think that was a good idea, Yehudit?" Brie lightly patted Sileas's cheek. "Sileas? Sileas!"

"She was refusing to see Difyr about the throwing up so I though she would see her if she was injured a bit." Yehudit was crying.

"Did you hit her in the head? Sileas doesn't faint. Ever." Brie checked her daughter over for injuries.

"I got her in the nose, but she seemed fine." Yehudit wailed.

Lek strolled into the garden, whistling some love song. He began searching a rose bush for the best blooms when he heard Yehudit and Aunt Brie. He hurried over.

"What happened?" Lek asked.

"Apparently Yehudit hit Sileas in the nose and caused her to pass out. Could you go get Difyr please?"

"Okay." Lek said and ran for the healing room.

"It shouldn't have knocked her out!" Yehudit wept, fearing she had killed her best friend.

Brie noted there wasn't a mark on Sileas's nose. But the nose was rather fragile. She supposed something could have gotten broken. "Baby? Can you hear me?"

The tea in the pot sloshed a little. "I have the tea if someone can hold Yehudit down, and another pry her teeth apart- oh."

Difyr was surprised to see a not raging Yehudit. She set down her things and looked at Sileas. "Let me see."

"She won't come around, Difyr," Brie said, trying not to cry. She slid over out of the healer's way but didn't leave her daughter's side.

Difyr could smell vomit. "Sileas threw up?"

Difyr checked Sileas's pulse, her breathing, her pupils. All normal. She checked her over for injuries; some scrapes and her nose looked bruised but nothing serious. Sileas was looking slightly rounder in some places. Difyr took a jar from her basket, opened if and held the strong smelling contents under Sileas's nose.

Sileas's eyes fluttered open and closed several times. "Pew," she finally whispered and coughed. "What happened?"

"It seems you fainted." Difyr closed the jar. "How are you feeling?"

In reply to Difyr Bateman (msg # 162):


Sileas harrumphed and sat up. "I don't faint. Ever." She sat quietly for a moment. "I'm not dizzy any longer anyway."

"I didn't see any injuries that would cause you to pass out. How did you feel before you fainted?" Difyr asked.

Sileas glared. "I don't faint," she said adamantly. "I was very light headed, as if I could feel everything rotating around me. Then things got blurry and went black."