Daenerys nodded in understanding. She knew the Dothraki. They were stubborn and saw illness as weakness. It had taken her so much to get them all to follow her.

Daenerys stepped past Yara, beginning to head for the cargo hold. "Then they shall obey as an order from their khaleesi, I need them at their top physical conditions."

That, and she was terrified to lose them. She did indeed care for them.