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[island_anne]

While Anne felt that she could stay indoors in the Hamlet and not take a single visitor for days on end, perhaps even weeks, hiding from everyone and everything, she was not responsible for only herself now and there were other things to consider. She could care for Matthew's immediate needs well enough if she had to, for he could be fed and washed

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[new_ophelia]

As selfish as it was to think of herself in a time like this, Kate couldn't help but feel like she could be next. The island took mothers. It had taken Pam and it had taken Ariel and the idea that she could be taken away from her baby was just...too much. Kate rubs a hand over her eyes as she spots Anne, willing herself to hold it together. She walks up and immediately wraps an arm around them, pulling them close. "Here, just let me take him for a second," she whispers in Anne's ear.

[island_anne]

Anne was reluctant to let him go, but she did trust Kate and her arms and ears sorely needed some respite. "Just for a moment," she said, and struggled not to let another few tears fall as she took him.

[new_ophelia]

Kate carefully pulls Matthew against her chest, bouncing him gently as she keep an arm around Anne. "How about we sit somewhere in the shade, yeah?"

[island_anne]

"I... yes, all right," said Anne, and she had to admit it was something of a comfort to have someone else make the decisions as to what she was doing, moment to moment. "I know he's warm... he's been crying so much...."

[sommer_tobi]

Tobi was not the most observant of boys, but there were things in this place that were difficult to miss. Disappearances happened somewhat frequently, he knew that and when Joe had made vague rumblings, it hadn't taken Tobi very long to discern the truth behind things.

So, when he saw the young woman with the little Matthew, he knew almost instinctively and approached her cautiously.

"Hello," he said, one hand in his pocket. "Do you... can I do anything for you?"

[island_anne]

There were so many things Anne wished could be done, but so few that she believed were possible, and even fewer that could be done by someone else for her. Matthew let out another feeble wail - he had a healthy set of lungs on him, but had long since worn himself out - and Anne sighed softly, pressing a kiss to his fine hair.

"I would like a glass of water," she said softly, for it seemed a sensible thing to ask for.

[sommer_tobi]

It was a small request and Tobi nodded, trying to give her a small, but warm smile before he ducked away into the kitchen. He was back only moments later, the glass cooled by ice and water both and he held it out to her. He wasn't used to ice in his water himself, but it was hot out and he hoped he hadn't guessed wrong that she might like some.

He didn't want to hover over her, so he pulled up a chair. "You are Anne, yes?" knowing full well he was right. "My name is Tobi."

[island_anne]

"You were in the play," said Anne, trying to smile back as she took the water from him. She wasn't hungry, but she knew her body needed food and drink to be able to carry on. "I used to be in the plays, before Matthew came."

[rebellious_lady]

Marain had been spending much more of her time in the compound as of late. The boy needed caring for still, though he was nearly ready to be released from the clinic. She found herself spending spare moments trying to relax as she could.

Seeing Anne brought her out of herself. For truly, she had little to be worried of other than weariness, and her friend did not have that luxury. "Anne?" She offered the woman a small smile, her hands brushing flat her skirt as she stood. "Would you like some tea? I was thinking of making some more."

[island_anne]

"That would be nice, thank you," said Anne, without much feeling. Tea was perfectly normal, though, and she knew that if she encountered a friend in a similar situation, she would certainly offer them tea.

[rebellious_lady]

Pushing away from the table, she held a chair out for her friend should she want it. It was easier to be busy, or so she had been told. When she had arrived here, without Robin it had been the strangest thing, and difficult. More difficult than when he had left for the Holy Land.

"The boy, the one who'd stolen chickens?" Marian spoke as she busied herself in the kitchen. "I found him the other day, collapsed. Dr House looked at him, he is better now, though it was a near enough thing. I'm to have him start helping in the barn in a day or so, to make amends."

[island_anne]

"While I cannot condone his actions, I'm glad he's well," said Anne distractedly, watching Marian as she worked and wondering what she ought to do with herself. Matthew fussed and grabbed hold of a handful of her hair, and Anne could do nothing but try to soothe him. "He'll have to be watched, of course."