[True to his word. It's something so simple, so prized, and she never stops cherishing his honesty and fidelity, when they come. Sigyn sits up, still hooked up to an IV and an astonishing array of monitors, and reaches for his hand.]

No, they're fine. They just think I need to be kept for observation. I guess my body's acting like I've lost a lot of blood, but they can't find any scars or wounds.