Flora was still relaxing against Martin. Her stomach still hurt, but not as much. "Martin..." Flora began.
"Yes, Flora?" Martin rubbed her shoulder.
"I have some tablets in my handbag in the flight deck, could you go get them for me?" Flora asked, hating how ridiculously small she sounded.
"Ok, I'll get you some water, too," Martin smiled, "Stay here and relax..." He shifted from behind her and helped her up to sit on the truck's bumper. He strode towards GERTI and Flora smoothed up her arms, Martin was so lovely and warm to lay against...
Martin came back ten minutes later with Flora's tablets and a glass of water; Flora had closed her eyes for a second, which turned into a minute, and she eventually fell asleep.
Martin softly shook her arm, "Flora..." He said softly. Flora shifted slightly and hummed. "Come on Flora, it's time to wake up..." He smiled, Flora was adorable.
She opened her eyes and blinked slowly, eyelashes brushing her cheeks, "Hey," She smiled lazily, her eyes shining in the Italian sun.
"Hey," Martin laughed, "Here, have some water..." He put the glass to her lips and slowly tipped the water into her mouth tentatively.
The water was so cool and refreshing. "Thank you," She breathed.
"I brought your tablets too; do you still think you need them?" Martin asked. Flora nodded and Martin popped two out of the packet and on to his palm, "Here we are..." He helped her take them and swallow the water.
"Sorry... Tired..." Flora sighed.
"I'd like to say you have some time for a rest, but you don't. Mr Birling wants to see the sights..." Martin informed. That woke Flora up like a bucket of cold water.
"What?!" She squeaked, "But... But..."
"Douglas always thinks of something; it'll be fine. You don't have to come, I'll stay here and look after you," Martin shrugged in his one-shouldered way.
"No, I'll come; he'll think something's wrong if I don't... But can - can you...?"
"Yes, I'll protect you from Mr Birling," Martin promised.