Maryanne felt amazingly better once her feet were cleaned. She'd almost been sure she'd had a shard of something or another in one of the pads, but that feeling was gone by the time he was done. Emotionally she was still a mess, but physically, she'd be fine as soon as she got something in her stomach. She squeaked softly when he told her to keep an eye on Maria.
She actually started to sit up a little before he came back into the room, nostrils flaring her lips parted just enough so that she could 'taste' the air. Before she dug in, and after he settled down and petted her, she licked the side of his face, one long stroke of her tongue. He was the only person, besides her brother, that had ever seemed to get her so well. A low purr rumbled in her chest once she did dig in.