Dragoncrest Cliffs for the arms that hold me

making assumptions since i'm not sure of any injuries she has.

portia was very focused on the stranded child. even as thuringwethil gives isengrim the command to leave, portia is waiting for her own a-okay to tend to the girl. the commander turns her attention to her and the assumption is made that she needs her to double-check. the fisa skirts over and begins to sniff and prod at the half-conscious girl herself, not immediately finding anything that was a pressing matter. maybe a few scratches and the kid was certainly waterlogged, but otherwise portia found nothing they should stress over. 

"she's okay," she said, giving her sound of approval. she'd patch up anything minor when the child was warm and dry-- but they didn't need to fuss over nothing while she could be catching a cold. she didn't verbally make any commands, but she waited with a flicking tail for thuringwethil to give the okay to move the sandy child to safety.