[Indeed, Punnett is wiggling in the background, displeased with the sudden disruption in the status quo. Don't shout, Robert. Don't shout and don't move, just stay right there.

At least Rosalind's reaction is far more positive. She squirms beneath him, laughing as she does: not at him, but more simply utterly delighted.]

Mmhmm. One of the few times I was perfectly pleased to be wrong. You came through and--

[Well. He'd bled out, actually. But once all the blood was gone, once he was safely in bed, once she was done messing about with IVs and transfusions and all was quiet, she'd gotten a right proper look at him.]

--ah. And I was. Pleased. As I said.