The Sentinels heart in hand

While Deirdre set about cleaning that wound, Lucani returned to the river with the coconut, and was shortly back with the young ones. She inspected the wound, and gave a light nod — it was not in a good state, but certainly better than before now that Deirdre had cleaned it so carefully. He could recover.

She didn't pour any more water over the injury, knowing that Deirdre's saliva would have a better hand in warding off bacteria, so gave it to Constantine to drink instead. How would you feel about us moving you somewhere dry, out of the weather? the healer asked him, peering at him closely.