They've done this before. Too many times before, really. It hasn't killed any of the nervousness in his lips pressed to hers, or urgency in pulling together first aid kits and clean clothes. It just makes it quicker to be back by their sides again.

"That's half the good of there being three of us, nn?"

They could worry in cycles. Rachel could tend to Elliot while Edgar started cleaning her up. They could worry about two other people but be worried about by two other people.

It was the only thing keeping his hands steady now, really.