[She isn’t foolish enough to take him at his word. He is fine, surely, in the way that she is fine. In the way that warriors who do not wish to reveal their actual injuries are fine. They can still fight, kick, and struggle, and so…
They are fine. Neither of them are healers anyway. … It wouldn’t matter anyway if they weren’t.
But the moment is there… and then it passes. He says he is going… and she nods, understanding.]
Very well.
[It worked for her. As long as he served that woman Yima, she could not wish him good luck, or even particularly well, but. She’d still done what she had. Saved him. Because… of things and similarities not worth dwelling on. So now… she will wait for him to leave, collect herself… and then continue onwards.
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They are fine. Neither of them are healers anyway. … It wouldn’t matter anyway if they weren’t.
But the moment is there… and then it passes. He says he is going… and she nods, understanding.]
Very well.
[It worked for her. As long as he served that woman Yima, she could not wish him good luck, or even particularly well, but. She’d still done what she had. Saved him. Because… of things and similarities not worth dwelling on. So now… she will wait for him to leave, collect herself… and then continue onwards.
There is one last,]
Goodbye, Amos.
[But their business is settled.]