Jade Fern Grove won't stop the pain, but she'll smell like fabreez

The no caused her ears to droop and a sigh slowly release from her lips. She'd thought he might pull enough bark off in case she needed it later, so that he wouldn't have to make so many trips. In the last several days, she'd begun to pick apart his personality and piece it back together as she saw fit and he didn't see very far in front of him for whatever reason. Their communication had been minimal, since she'd stayed closer to Sriracha instead. If he was going to stay with them long term, she knew she'd have to come around sooner or later. 

"No, it's okay," she said but immediately begun to regret the decision. While her shoulder had improved, it wasn't completely back to normal but she didn't want to depend on it or even damage the tree further without necessity. 

Ocra craned her neck forward to try and fight back a yawn, she blinked back her watery eyes and then worked to make herself comfortable. The attempt was partially successful and she winced each time a nerve was struck in her leg but eventually she managed to sit in a way that didn't put a lot of pressure on the tender muscle. 

"You never apologized, y'know," she said without looking at him, expecting him to lash out and not take responsibility for the damage he'd caused.