[ Anne's entire body tenses, nails digging into her palm as she attempts to soften her glare with a smile, though at best it only makes her look more prone to violence.

But she nods stiffly, her voice nearly monotone with her jaw clenched. ]

As you will, Doctor, for I would not dare cross a man's decision on the battlefield. Go with my blessing, child, and I pray Almighty God stays with you.

[ She's quick to whirl and depart at that, lifting up her skirts so she can stalk off without tripping over bodies. Need to go take her anger out on someone. ]