Dragoncrest Cliffs I'm not sure what's worse, the waiting or the waiting room

She did not like seeing the injury but it looked to be healing. It was hard not to worry, and doubtless the cut would scar. Not a resemblance she'd have asked for.

Rosalyn came into the water and moved alongside, careful and slow. It is healing, she said, touching her nose to her ear affectionately. She then settled down into the shallow water, allowing the waves to buffet her and swaying with the movement as well.