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Hector might've liked to get some more sleep of his own, but now wasn't the time--nor would it be any time soon, he figured. He found Salvador Delaguna by chance among Hahl Saqqaf, tending to some of their wounded. Hector hadn't expected to see him there, as he didn't realize the man had any medical experience; but indeed, after watching him work for a few minutes, it seemed clear that Hector had been right. He didn't have any.

Salvador was just helping his niece out, apparently. Clarissa Delaguna didn't hesitate to chastise him when he made mistakes or moved too slowly for her liking, but she was also taking the time to show him how to do things properly.

It was a bit of a strange sight. Such a giant man, hunching over tables and bed-ridden people, clearly trying to be as gentle as he possibly could with his enormous hands.

Hector admired it, though. If he had more time, he would've liked to join in. Medical knowledge might not have been too useful for him personally, but maybe one day, in sufficiently terrible circumstances, it could be the difference between someone living and dying.

Maybe that was what Salvador was thinking, too.

Something else to add to his to-do list.

Hector found the Sebolts in the Entry Tower. Dimas had suffered some pretty heavy wounds in the fight, too, and his new girlfriend was now hanging onto him like some kind of human bracelet.

"Thank you so much for keeping my man safe, Lord Goffe!" said Madison Reach. "I was so worried!" She pecked Dimas on the cheek, then perhaps thought that wasn't enough and went back for a second, much longer kiss in the same spot.

An impressive amount of lipstick stayed on Dimas' face. As usual, though, his expression was impossible to read.

The other Sebolts in the room snickered and whispered among themselves.