Dragoncrest Cliffs the moon plays the ocean like a violin

Although she was rather caught up in her thoughts about baby names, Wildfire did notice the shaky breath and she looked at the Heda, scrutinizing her poker face. "On a scale of one to ten," she asked, seemingly apropos of nothing, "how much pain are you in right now?" She let out a breath, then added, "And is there anything I can do...?" Her brows knitted. She felt helpless to do anything for the ailing commander, aside from sympathize. The Bandrona had taken her fair share of spills over the years, thanks to her penchant for clumsiness.