Vex felt a little better, knowing Snow's hands were healed. Enough she could sit there, quiet, arm around Snow tucked against her side, softly stroking her hair, for as long as Snow needed.

Well, for awhile anyway.

This was ridiculous. Out hunting, she'd been known to sit for hours, unmoving, waiting for her prey. On ground less comfortable than a loudly floral, plush carpet. By comparison, they hadn't been here that long at all, but she could feel the ache starting to form in her hips, and how her back was tightening up. Not to mention the need to pee trying to become insistent with the baby practicing acrobatics on her bladder. She shifted slowly, trying discreetly to ease her body's various complaints.