((-I have returned ... kind of

))
Kael didn't think it was possible to turn pale and blush at the same time, but that is exactly what was happening to him right at that moment. Talia's mother was at the door and he was the one who opened it, bedhead and all. "I- I'm - my name - uh - Kael," he floundered.
He stood in front of the door for a few seconds trying to absorb the situation when he remembered that Talia was sick in bed. "Talia!" he exclaimed, "She- she needs your help. She's sick. I was going to buy some black seed oil as soon as I woke up butIjustwokeup andIdidn'tnoticethetimeandIshouldprobablygobuysomenow." He rambled, clearly flustered. He ushered her in and led her to the door of Talia's bedroom then stumbled towards the couch he slept on and grabbed his jacket, checking the pockets for his wallet.
"I'll be right back, just a quick trip to the market." He waved, stopped, then bowed his head and almost hit the doorframe when he turned to leave. He started running as soon as he made it to the street.