"Tragos!" Marcie wanted to clamber out of bed, but there were still monitors and tubes in places and that would be awkward, so she settled for holding out her hands to him, tear-stained face uplifted with joy. "He took it back! He took it back!" And she started to cry again, although with less of an edge of hysteria this time.
These three goddesses had saved her life, and she was going to spend the rest of it repaying the debt. Never would she ever not have a shrine to the three of them in her home for as long as she lived.