Dragoncrest Cliffs I am holy now the water's hit me

once they had escaped and were far from the two beasts, portia tried to steady herself. she tried. tried so hard to be okay. to not fret-- not here, not in front of dalia. but this was not something she was used to-- nothing she'd ever experienced. and once the adrenaline had left her system she was left with the searing pain of torn flesh and a broken bone, and she had to work overtime to focus on anything other than the pain. so she was silent. though she felt nothing right now-- it was just shock. portia was in shock.

they arrived at the borders and, even in her haze, she was aware of where they were and what had happened. she called, urgently, with a shaky howl for @Thuringwethil and @Dio, hoping they brought supplies. but why would they? this was her job. this was what she was supposed to do. she sat slowly, holding her broken forelimb up limply and pitifully. she looked at dalia with concern-- still lost for words.