— Ah, Robin said that he'd rather me on standby. Today's battlefield was on an open field with many enemy fliers, so…

[ she trails; she could see where he was coming from, but she wasn't necessarily happy with the outcome. still, it was a conversation not of high priority because —

… thanks, henry, for distracting her from what's important!! no but, it was her fault as well and she scrambles over with a first aid kit. ]

That's, aside from the point! [ even her words are managing to stumble along with her actions… she swears on her life that she's dancer. ] And, an axe?! Gods, Henry, that could be serious!

[ could be, because, again, who knew with him. at any rate please don't mind her incessant hovering. ] Could you take off your robe and raise your shirt? There's a healer, I think, that should be free soon that I could run for…