"I know, he is a good Doctor-Maester to you." Del said, touching Bran's hair softly and playing with the ends a little. He was good, he was so very good but he did not understand her realm or her mortals. His world wasn't the same when it came to medicine and the mistrust was always going to be there. At least until she knew the Doctor better.

Rubbing her stomach thoughtfully, she did wonder what it could be. She did not understand it, she seemed to be getting whaley despite being sick. Things were starting to fit ill and she- maybe it was-

"Oh, it was probablY the jellyfish. Do not tell Robb that I ate it because he will say I told you so in his Robb voice." Delirium said, slightly guilty. "Human bodies do not like things that I used to eat."