Josephine shook her head stubbornly. "No, it's all right. Besides, we shall not leave right away. I am a bit hungry... and may I have some tea, Madame William?" "Yes, of course dear. It shall be ready soon." The snow haired female sighed and gave Raoul a brave smile despite how she was feeling. She walked over to the couch, hiding her wobbling steps best she could. When she was sitting, her head felt a bit better. 'I just stood up and moved too quick is all. I am fine. A bit weak, yes, but fine.' "There are always other days to walk, Josephine. Today is not the only day." "Yes, this I know. But I don't want to be cooped up inside like a wounded, helpless animal. A bit of fresh air shall be good for my health; we shall not go far in, if that pleases the two of you. Then we can come back and I shall rest."