Verity let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. "You'll be able to help him with the pain, though, won't you?" She asked, as if clinging to straws, gripping at strings, trying to find anything she could to give her some sort of solace. "While it heals?"
She glanced over to Margaret, then back to the Healers. "If it's what he needs, then we have to do it." She didn't know what else to say.