>"Sure."
>Help her change the sheets
>You help her change the sheets, which honestly smell like they need it. Mari is mostly able to handle it, but you notice she has difficulty kneeling down, and when moving to get new sheets, uses a cane. You think it's a just in case measure.
>In short order, the two of you have the futon changed. "There, that wasn't so bad," she says as she lays back down. "Fresh sheets are the best, I'll have you know, Maribel."
>The tea is nearly done, you think.
>_