"We'll see what becomes of it all," Mina said, capping the salve she had pretended to use on Raylan. She placed it beside his bed. "Put this on the wound in three days," she said. "You'll be up on your feet before you know it. I do hope you'll save me a dance."

Neatly, she started organizing her bag again. "Quite the situation we're in, isn't it? People from ancient Greece, people from the future, all of us trapped here. And apparently under attack. It makes you wonder if there's some kind of higher purpose to it all."