Patience nodded, pouring herself some tea as well. Her stomach had not been bothering her, so she'd stuck to simple mint for herself, but her sister's was stronger. "Ginger and chamomile, mostly," she said. There were a few additional herbs, though they didn't add much to the taste or the smell. "I can add a bit of-"
She was about to offer lemon or honey, but was cut off by Chastity's muffled curse, and her eyes widened when her sister ran for the sink. She got to her feet, moving over to her twin, and held her hair back from her face. She'd been sick twice, Chas had said, but Patience hadn't quite registered how bad it was. "If the tea doesn't make it go away, maybe you should see a healer," she said, rubbing one hand over her sister's shoulders.