"I will make mine strong," Sabine said. "It might cause..." Sabine paused, but waved away possible complications implied by it. "I will make mine strong," she repeated with a resolute resistance to her fear.

While Marcaille explained her potion, Sabine crept about the tent, gathering up ingredients and equipment to make what was being explained. While she did so, she continually found herself moving around those seated. She didn't complain, or even make contact with her exhausted eyes, but it was slowing her down.

Eventually, Janius returned, poking his head into the tent. He gave his words gently. "I've told Gallus, his pack, and Ri'vashi. Ra'kalesh is too badly burnt to move, he's resting." Janius turned his head behind him and then poked it back into the tent. "Gallus said he'd try to convince Ri'vashi to visit now. He seemed very 'business first'. Uthri and Tzirret don't want to leave Peiter alone. They might come by one at a time."

Fendros felt himself become an obstacle already. He didn't want to stifle the healers by being part of the crowd that would form in the tent. He spoke to Sabine and Marcaille, "Should we...give you both some space to work?"