"Dear...!" Ikaris stopped walking, holding her hand over her heart by her sigil and staring at the ground as a sudden retching feeling hit her. She held her mouth and ran to the side by the bushes almost falling over the rails of their stairs as she brought up everything she had enjoyed back at the cafe.
"Ikaris!" Sol reached her side in record time, pulling up her hair and slightly resting his hand on her back.
"Was it the food?" He asked, looking around at Sara who held Henry jr away from them and then across the spacious lawn at a gardener who stopped and stared in concern as the bushes she had just pruned the previous day were puked all across.
"No, something terrible is happening to Dina and Arla!" Ikaris tried to stand straight again but held her chest in pain and hurled up even more leaving Sol with a shocked and almost desperate expression as he stared at her in disbelief.
