"Good," Briseis said, feeling like something was trying to clamp shut in her chest with panic. "Good. Good." Thank god she'd been here. An hour earlier she'd been tossing up whether to go out and see Achilles again - he wasn't doing well at the moment - but he decided she was too tired. She could have been there when Helen needed her!
She licked her lips. "What can I do for you? Are you hungry? A shower? Or... just sleep? Your room is just how you left it."