[she wanted to... give Kyrie one last defense... but the adrenaline was wearing off and her entire body was hurting enough that the prospect of fighting again over it was terribly distasteful to her]
I'm going to get treated, and then I'm going home.
no subject
[mutters, shaking her glass-pierced arms]
...I have nothing else to say.
[she wanted to... give Kyrie one last defense... but the adrenaline was wearing off and her entire body was hurting enough that the prospect of fighting again over it was terribly distasteful to her]
I'm going to get treated, and then I'm going home.