986. A Fathers' Love

"Remey…Remey!" After shaking her a little and increasing his volume, Walker managed to get Remey to begin to wake up. He wasn't sure how late she had actually been up but with the way she was acting, he knew that he needed to give her the coffee that Trish had made for her. 

"Hmm? What?" The lost look was washed away by a face of understanding as Remey pushed herself from the work table and chair. She tried to stretch but managed to just somewhat move her arms then see that Walker was holding a cup. "Good…" She drank the whole thing in two gulps. "Elven reduced coffee. Not bad. You got the- yup. Let's go." Walker wasn't sure how Remey would be able to make it but he pulled some fruit from his storage and handed it to her.