corrinesbell | 22. Return [Voice/Action]

[It’s hard to notice at first, with how muffled it is: the sound of short, sharp breaths. It’s a steady sound, one that seems more like background noise, like static, than anything unusual. Only after several minutes of this does the noise change; following a soft thump, it gets louder]

D-Damn it…

[Slowly, she rises again, not even bothering to brush off this new layer of snow. She walks with one arm tight around her ribs, and the other one against her side, numb fingers holding onto the book. She wants to throw it – she would throw it, given the strength, if it wasn’t the only thing that could let people find her. She holds no illusions about getting back to the village herself, this time. It’s too far…like this.]

But…the snow…it’s…

[Another soft thump. This time, though, she isn’t getting up.]

I…I’m…it’s c-cold. …S-Sorry…but at l-least...

[[ooc: Ah, it seems to be Monday. On this side of the line, anyway. Sheena’s been kicking to get out this whole time, and the inside of my head was starting to break, so she’s back.]]

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[following and making sure to keep an eye on Lloyd, though he makes sure not to go too fast for fear of jostling Sheena too much, all the while sending a healing stream of mana to her body]

It's because of the snow. The temperature's decreased lately... and it looks as if they let her go further away than last time.

[blinks her eyes open a little, registering blurs of purple and red]

K-Kratos...Lloyd.

Stay awake, Sheena.

[because amazingly he remembers enough of what Raine told him about surviving in Flanoir]

How far are we from the house, Lloyd?

[just gonna keep focusing on his limited healing power]

[already looks like she wants to pass out again, but she won't. She refuses]

Heh. Th-they...made a m-mistake...

We're almost there.

[and a few steps later, they're out of the trees near the backyard]

What sort of mistake did they make?

[asking mostly to keep Sheena talking, but is also genuinely curious and glad that they're near the house now - the healing's making him tired, though he'd never show it]

L-letting me--
[a sharp cry as her broken wing jars against Kratos (probably her fault for trying to move); that's the end of that conversation]

[Lloyd opens the door for them as they finally get to the house]

...Dad, how are you supposed to set a broken wing?

[lets himself in and frowns at that question]

Let's work on warming her up first.

[because he'd rather not tell Lloyd that resetting a wing would take a lot of pain yet]

[registers some kind of problem with that answer]

's that bad, huh?

[looks right up at him for as long as she can before closing her eyes again]

[goes to try and make himself useful by getting some blankets and then putting more wood on the fire]

[doesn't even bother answering that, and he waits until Lloyd has a good spot ready in front of the fire before he sets Sheena down there]

Once you warm up, we'll bring you to the clinic.

[and this is the point where he'll sit in one of the chairs and rest his head in his hands since he kind of overdid it with his healing powers]

[can't hold herself up - she's exhausted, and shivering hard now - so she curls up on her side, still holding her ribs with one hand]

[Lloyd is still concerned about Sheena but he can't help but glance over at Kratos, surprised by how tired he looks, since it's Kratos and Lloyd could count the number of times he'd seen him displaying exhaustion on one hand.]

...You okay, Dad?

[does his best to try and compose himself after he realizes that Lloyd notices his weariness, though he still keeps his head down]

...I'll be alright. I simply find myself forgetting about the limits of my power.

[glances up at Lloyd]

Worry about Sheena. Keep talking to her, figure out where else she's injured, and try to make sure that she's warming up.

[almost asleep again, but she's shivering too much to really pass out. Hearing Kratos say her name, she forces her eyes open again, but all she sees is a bright orange blur. It's too bright, so she shuts them.]

[Lloyd isn't convinced by Kratos, but he kneels down beside Sheena]

Sheena... Is anything else broken besides your wing?

[though he keeps his head down and his eyes closed to recover, he's still listening attentively, figuring that Lloyd may just forget about it later when he needs to talk to Lute about her injuries]

I think...a-a couple ribs, at...at least.

[one hand rises to touch the side of her head] A-And they...had to hit me...t-to...mm... [to capture her, since she escaped them in the house. She just doesn't want to say it]

I...'m sorry, Lloyd.

Don't apologize.

[it's kind of an automatic reaction when somebody says that by now...]

You did everything you could.

And you managed to escape. Something that no one has ever done.

I...did, didn't I? ...Heh...b-bet they hated it...

[warm enough that she's falling asleep]

[Lloyd looks over at Kratos again]

...Should we let her sleep for a while before taking her to the clinic?

[lifts his head to give Sheena a quick glance]

She seems to be out of danger. I think it'll be safe to let her sleep.

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