Beth had said this place was more pleasant than her world. Safer in a way since the camp was not found by the Cetagandans. Has she seen sickness of this kind before? Their relief supplies would be spread thin already and while he hates not being able to hand a dose of it to her, he knows there are worse cases in the tent.

"A cold washcloth," he answers bluntly. "And water, if she can keep it down. I believe they have a local herb that helps to break fevers if she hasn't had that yet. Or do you believe her case severe enough to warrant the extra care?"