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[prone_to_panic]

It's early evening, and Archie is poking around their kitchen, waiting for the water for the tea to boil when Svava comes in. This in itself is not unusual. The fact that they've had to change their their tea selection to herbal blends that don't have anything in them that could harm Svava or the baby. Luckily they have a herbalist expert living

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[skjaldmeyjar]

What would be unusual is the door hurriedly shut behind her, and blood on her hands and some on her shirt. (Thankfully, not as much as there has been.)

She has just left the infirmary.

[prone_to_panic]

He looks up as the door opens, and is almost immediately at her side, arms reaching for her, heedless of the blood.

"God... Svava... what happened, are you alright?"

His heart is in his throat, something didn't happen to the baby, did it? Please God, no... Surely she wouldn't be standing here, were that the case.

[skjaldmeyjar]

Svava blinks at Archie- then wraps her arms around him, shaking.

"Richard came back from some sort of fight, back to Milliways here. He- he had someone with him, who was hurt, I went and helped in the infirmary..."

[prone_to_panic]

"Oh..."

He feels bad for being mildly relieved that it wasn't her that had been hurt.

"From the ones that went to stop the clock? What happened then, love?"

He wraps his arms around her, pressing a kiss to her temple.