Lancet stared at her. He hadn't really thought much about what the effect of his possible death could be to Astensia. Well, he hadn't really gotten the chance to think much at all.
He imagined that Astensia might have been really afraid, watching him sleep for four days, not knowing if he would wake up or if he would die, causing her to disappear back to her time.
Lancet created Astensia to be brave, but in her Minor Details—the characteristics that finetuned her entire personality—he made her have a fondness over simpler things.
Unlike the battles and the raids, he made her cherish smaller things like friends. Astensia wouldn't want to see a friend, like Lancet, die.
"I understand, Astensia," he said to her. "And I'm sorry for scaring you like that. But don't worry, I'm back now. Nurse Hallow fixed me up—"
"Not about that," Astensia interrupted, her voice almost shaking. "Back there. In the town. When you disappeared."
