Raziel looks to the cup in front of her and lifts her head. Her eyes, still silver but now bloodshot red from crying, and tears falling down her face leaving wet lines. She looks around then looks down to the cup and pushes it away from her slightly

"No...thank you...if i do-"

Raziel twist around to her orb like bowl and almost vomits...though not quite. She pants and turns back slowly feeling weakened. She puts her head in hands again as another few tears find their way down her face.

Daneir looks evenly at Raziel, and at the rest of the group. He gestures again to the people who remain standing. "Come -- sit. Eat. I am sure you are hungry, and there will be much to discuss."

[The new thread is up.]