[And she's been caught by the dragon hand. Drat. And here she thought she could stand fine on her own and walk downstairs. Guess not. And he's...actually sounding rather...like he knows what he's doing. Or saying.
Huh. Still, she would like to walk and not be carried by the pretty dragon man.]
Oh. So it is.
[Bleeding that is. With a sigh and a head shake, she squirms in his grip. She's had worse, really.]
It's fine. The wood are the worst, and I can pull that out with tweezers.
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Huh. Still, she would like to walk and not be carried by the pretty dragon man.]
Oh. So it is.
[Bleeding that is. With a sigh and a head shake, she squirms in his grip. She's had worse, really.]
It's fine. The wood are the worst, and I can pull that out with tweezers.