[Admittedly, she's not sure he'd be especially happy about her having to use that information but the fact that she survived probably counts for something.
She flinches a little when Joel touches her scalp. Even light pressure is painful at the moment, tempting though it's been to prod at the injury.
It's with a distant sort of interest--like she's seeing all this happen to somebody else--that she watches him then. If it didn't hurt to frown, her brows would be furrowed together. Is he offering her a piggyback ride?]
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[Admittedly, she's not sure he'd be especially happy about her having to use that information but the fact that she survived probably counts for something.
She flinches a little when Joel touches her scalp. Even light pressure is painful at the moment, tempting though it's been to prod at the injury.
It's with a distant sort of interest--like she's seeing all this happen to somebody else--that she watches him then. If it didn't hurt to frown, her brows would be furrowed together. Is he offering her a piggyback ride?]
I can walk.