[ She's grown past whatever shame or mortification she should feel in a moment of weakness. At least not among allies — rough start or otherwise, it feels safe to call him that for the time being. It's not as though she's been swimming with personal space in a bustling army, and pain is something that comes with the territory. No reason not to stay crumpled over for a little longer if it helps her recover faster ( there are no healers, no convenient vulnerary, no one to help her up or dust her off ).
Still, the space is... appreciated, while she takes stock. The worst of the pain is on her leg, but it wasn't debilitating enough to keep her from moving — just something to watch for as she recovers. Then her torso, then her arm. The sting on her cheek is annoying, but ultimately harmless. She'll have to be careful with what she eats while the inside of her mouth heals. Physically, none of it is bad; so there's that.
The next inhale is deep. The smell of the rain is refreshing, distinct enough for it to be something she can focus on. That, and the little furrow of her brows and a distracted— ] A party? [ Please... I have to do this all over again... ] There wasn't anyone there. [ Except her, the box mounted on the wall with all the buttons, and a sense of foreboding that that juxtaposed how much she could actually see.
Though, speaking of. ] How long were you waiting? [ She's still trying to figure out what exactly happened herself. ]
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Still, the space is... appreciated, while she takes stock. The worst of the pain is on her leg, but it wasn't debilitating enough to keep her from moving — just something to watch for as she recovers. Then her torso, then her arm. The sting on her cheek is annoying, but ultimately harmless. She'll have to be careful with what she eats while the inside of her mouth heals. Physically, none of it is bad; so there's that.
The next inhale is deep. The smell of the rain is refreshing, distinct enough for it to be something she can focus on. That, and the little furrow of her brows and a distracted— ] A party? [ Please... I have to do this all over again... ] There wasn't anyone there. [ Except her, the box mounted on the wall with all the buttons, and a sense of foreboding that that juxtaposed how much she could actually see.
Though, speaking of. ] How long were you waiting? [ She's still trying to figure out what exactly happened herself. ]