The Queen didn't even flinch when the General's hand laid on her warm and soft thigh. She seemed to have eyes for the wound alone. At intervals, her gaze would move to Cassian's face, both to see his expression and to check whether or not he looked to be in his normal colors. Satisfied at the General's strength, the Queen went on.<br/><br/>It was obvious she was noticing how his body tensed up, and his grip on her. It was painful, but she could be sure it was nowhere close to the pain he was probably feeling. Without a complaint, she kept tending carefully for the General's wound.<br/><br/>When she finally removed the piece of wood, the Queen took a look at it and tossed it aside, allowing Gaius to finish caring for the wounded area before protecting it with the cloth.<br/><br/>The Queen did notice that Gaius didn't like being ordered around. But she wasn't about to back away. At least not yet. Her mind worked as she spoke, in her usual soft voice. "So do you, General". One of the Queen's hands touched Cassian's face. "If you do not feel like getting any sleep, at least  rest. I will not be able to sleep now. Will it do if I call for you the moment I feel tired enough to sleep?"