Anne shook her head gently as she finished tying off his bandages.

"No, not really. I was never so intimately involved with anyone who ever needed patching up like that. I think I mended my brother's wrist once but...that was some time ago," Anne tried to remember if there actually was a time that she had done this for anyone else in her adult life, and came up empty. "But, it doesn't matter - all finished now, my love."

Anne smiled and settled on the blanket, glancing up to the stars and marveling at the constellations. The smell of the salt from the sea was heartwarming and comforting.

This was always where she'd been meant to be.

"Incredible.."