Lion Head Mesa i no naka no kawazu taikai wo shirazu

her eyes were closed.
the water shifted, and when she opened them, there he was.

he looked as he had before the attack: self-possessed, carefree.
hard to ignore the changes to his face.

satsu heard him, but did not know what to say - if anything could be said.
she could smell jawahir everywhere; her stench carried upon the man meant to be her husband, further spoiling the water. she resisted the urge to rise up immediately and leave, but only just.

i did not know she had medical knowledge. satsu inferred of jawahir, who had taken up the cause of nurse to pharaoh most recently (or so the lie went).