Helga sees how Floki's hand is still pressed to his side. So she lifts it while speaking gentle words to him, then pulls back the covers, minding his broken arm.

Fortunately there is no blood visible on the linen cloth bandage around his middle. Helga figures she can change it tomorrow with fresh healing paste. Relieved, she draws the covers back over him.

"I think he'll be all right for now," she says, anxiousness still in her voice and faltering smile. "Thank you for staying, Athelstan."