[from her space on the floor, she curls up herself for a second, letting out a noise of pain as she brings her hands to her mouth, feeling the blood pouring out, the incredible pain from what remains of her tongue. there’s just shreds in the back of her mouth.
but after a moment or two, she pushes herself up. she wants to lay back down. she wants to let her wounds take their course. for someone like her, always so driven and motivated to live - it’s an unfamiliar enough feeling that, combined with aoi's words, she’s able to at least try and push past it. it’s so hard. but she staggers to her feet, incredibly off balance thanks to the blood loss, and she’ll move to help aoi.
she’s keeping an eye on medb, too, determined to help the other woman as well if she needs a hand to make it out. they aren’t leaving anyone behind.]
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but after a moment or two, she pushes herself up. she wants to lay back down. she wants to let her wounds take their course. for someone like her, always so driven and motivated to live - it’s an unfamiliar enough feeling that, combined with aoi's words, she’s able to at least try and push past it. it’s so hard. but she staggers to her feet, incredibly off balance thanks to the blood loss, and she’ll move to help aoi.
she’s keeping an eye on medb, too, determined to help the other woman as well if she needs a hand to make it out. they aren’t leaving anyone behind.]