Maybe switch to hammocks. [ She's not sure if gaining people sounds better or worse than losing them. In just the group that was living in this tavern, two are gone, and Julie knows there's at least one more, who'd got here on his own, who's no longer around either.

There's a palpable loosening of his muscles when he relaxes, and she thinks that makes sense. There's an obligation when you're connected like that, a need to link it all together in the shared story. She certainly feels it with Lloyd and Nadine, both of whom she'd known less than six months before she came to Abraxas. It doesn't matter -- they are always entitled to deeper versions of anything that she needs to share. ]

They know. [ She says it lightly as she rinses the cloth, which she then uses at his hairline to start getting some of the dried blood out. ] Told 'em you're safe, not dead. Jaskier wanted to come here and help, like he ain't a month's travel away and over the border. Might wanna send him a message, when you feel up to it.