Tristan began to put his things back into his bag. "There is one more thing. There appears to be something in her lungs. Possibly water, from her dip into the harbour today. Possibly she's recovering from a cold and its nothing to worry about. But if she starts experiencing shortness of breath, coughs up blood, or develops a fever, I should like to see her again." He looked up at the weary looking Mrs. Blacke. She herself could use some rest. "Nothing to worry about for now," he added quickly.