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We sat in silence- not that being silent witch Machaon bothered me. Most evenings, after a long and distressing day in the hospital tent, he'd fetch a jug of wine and we'd sit together at the workbench. [...] Very little was said on those evenings, sometimes nothing at all, but still, I took confort in his presence. I suppose that sounds strange, given that I was a Trojan woman, a slave, and he was my Greek owner.