She smiled softly and watched the two of them, her face soft, watching him be so careful and gentle.
Elaine clutched the sides of the bed as Maeve gently worked, stitching up torn places and then bandaging her, snug and clean. She sighed in relief and closed her eyes as the bed was taken care of.
She vaguely understood that there was some bustle about the room, but Elaine was very, very tired. Everything was all right, after all.
She must have dozed off for a little while, for when she came back, she had been given a bed bath and her clothes had been changed.