Dax alternated care between himself and Hanna. He would sit with Tess at night, nursing her to health and drinking himself to oblivion. At dawn, Hanna came to his tent to take over. Dax would join his comrades on the construction of small homes and the main hall for gatherings and the Thing. Hanna would go about her usual chores frequently checking in on Tess to see if she had woken and to see she maintained her fluids through the day. It was days were Tess had not moved and a few after where her sleep was restless with brief periods of being awake but unaware. Tess would wake for five or ten minutes, mumbling incoherently, panicked, and suffering delusions from a fever.
Dax ducked, stepping into his tent. Hanna was kneeling by Tess’ side dabbing a wet rag over he
