"You're halfway there," Morghann said, meaning to be encouraging but knowing ruefully that it probably wasn't. "She's in quite a hurry."

Julianna handed a wet cloth to Sam, or rather, placed it in his hand and curled his fingers around it. "While you're there, you might as well make yourself useful. For her forehead," she explained, when he gave her a blank look. "And other parts that are sweaty and need cleaning. The cool will be at least a little soothing."