Mauve sat in front of the dresser as Mill brushed her hair, she felt so much better. The headache was gone and she had enough energy to run up and down a hill.
"You should drink more juice, Mauve." Mill randomly announced.
Mauve spun and glared at her. "Enough juice talk. I still have the rest of the night, I'll drink more at some point."
"I see," Mill said stiffly as she carefully turned Mauve's head so Mauve had her back to Mill once again.
"Where would you like to eat?" Mill asked.
"The dining hall, if you will. Thank you."
"Okay, the second meal should be ready in about an hour. I will come to get you then." Mill said.
"I will appreciate it."
"Would you like to eat anything before then?" Mill asked.
"Mill, I appreciate the concern but if I keep eating and drinking as you want me to, I'll be as big as a house in less than a day."
