[Libby manages a half smile. She doesn't blame anyone, not even Ruby--the fact that she hadn't passed the message on meant she didn't want her to die, so her heart had been in the right place. Libby just dreads the prolonged pain and recovery time that will result from this--and the scars.]

It's okay. You're doctors; you did what you were supposed to do--and you obviously did it well. Thank you.

[She takes Martha's hand in hers.]