As green and untrained as she is, Fern's odds of getting anyone to take her request to join seriously are incredibly low, but she's made it this far by sheer willpower alone. She's determined, and surely once the Senior Warden speaks with her and sees how much she wants to join--surely he won't be able to turn her down. Will he?

"How recent is it? Does it still pain you?"

"I--no," she starts, sounding surprised by this revelation, and looks back to the anchor. For a moment she peers at it in bewildered silence, then tugs her glove up over it and rubs her wrist just below it. "Not really, anyway. Not like it did before I got here."