"Give me your word." Which will matter little, but she holds her hand out all the same. "Swear you will call her."

She might be expecting this- but being prepared is different from the cold certainty of death. There is no preparing for it, not truly. Even as a healer when one knows not every patient will survive, when there will be death that is lingering and painful- it is not an easy thing to accept.

She'll not let him walk into this so easily. Even if it is not, in fact, that easy.