Redheart swallowed the fruit. "Goodall could keep an eye on her at the embassy, and Zecora too. You, as well, part of the day. Just to make sure everything's okay. And we'd have to have a couple of nurses—me and Sweetheart, probably, over there twice a day for treatment." She pushed an apricot over the table idly. "Of course, we can get Lecol to keep helping as long as we need—that's another pair of eyes. There’s ample room to have someone there full-time, for as long as it takes for her to be healed."