Riana: *still questionable if she will. Her eyes fill with tears slipping down her cheeks.* I'm d-dying, Tam. Healers h-have done all they can. *her face scrunches, desperation in her eyes and voice.* P-please. T-take her w-with you. I-I d-don't want h-her in an orphan h-home. P-please take her. *weak sob, shuddering weakly. Her body is giving out, she knows she doesn't have much time.*