Sonya turned to Nat as the girl began to wake, smiling in relief. Before, the swordswoman had been exploring the room, though never really moving. It was all more just looking around and shifting a few inches here, a few inches there, all in all just checking out what had been done. But her focus was always on Nat and she never let go of the girl, still feeling guilty for what happened, on top of the worry for if the girl would cope.<br/><br/>"Nat... Are you okay, feeling better?" Her concern was definitely there with her tone, her eyes warm, caring and worried. "Looks like we have stew, I can get you some if you are hungry." She offered, gesturing to the pot close by to them.