And then he saw Lombard, carefully pulling himself through the open door after the maid. He was dressed unlike Beam had ever seen him. Beam was so used to seeing him in military attire, that the simple white shirt and black cravat that he wore with it, they only served to further his disorientation.
But then he saw the empty sleeve of Lombard's shirt, and he recalled the battle. He met Lombard's gaze, a question written on his face. Lombard nodded briefly, before speaking to the maid.
"Leave us, Marianne. I'd speak with the boy, now that's awoken," Lombard told her.
"As you wish, Ser Lombard. But don't push him too hard – the Doctor will give us both hell if you do," Marianne said, leaving a cloth next to the bowl of water, she then spoke to Beam. "Oliver, there's a bowl there, if you wish to freshen yourself up."
"He's welcome to the baths," Lombard said.