"You would fuss over me." Josephine smiled as she sat on the edge of the couch. Her blue eyes sparkled with happiness, but it was dulled by concern for Raoul's health. As the tea was brought out, Josephine thank Mrs. William and left the liquid to cool.<span style="font-style: italic">"Did you give them the information?"</span>"Alyx has it. We have not spoken of you plan, but do intend to bring it up." Alyxander was tracing his fingertips over the wood of the stairs, listening to them talk. His head only rose when he heard his name spoken by Raoul, and he gave a single nod. He did not, however, expect to be thanked, so this caught him off guard. "She insisted you come, lest you perish of your fever." It was obvious he had not agreed to it willingly, though Raoul probably had already figured that out. Josephine smiled, glancing to Alyx, then back to Raoul. "Are you feeling alright? Lightheaded, sick, anything?"