His question held a quietly concerned quality she’d heard more often than she liked from others. Mina disliked the attention but knew the worry came from a good place, so unless she was looking to be rude, there was little to say. She smiled lightly, recognizing his concern, but showing whatever ailed her wasn’t something for him to be worried about.
Mina went to speak again, but her voice came out as little more than a rasp. That smile turned a bit self-conscious and she discreetly cleared her throat behind it. There was still a tickle right at the back. She thought to power through but relented. He’d offered, after all, and it seemed better that she was inconveniencing a doctor. She nodded.
“Actually, yeah.” She coughed and cleared her throat again, the tickle sharpening.
Mina went to speak again, but her voice came out as little more than a rasp. That smile turned a bit self-conscious and she discreetly cleared her throat behind it. There was still a tickle right at the back. She thought to power through but relented. He’d offered, after all, and it seemed better that she was inconveniencing a doctor. She nodded.
“Actually, yeah.” She coughed and cleared her throat again, the tickle sharpening.