Sun Mote Copse came whiffling through the tulgey wood

She let Sugar inspect her, not taking her eyes off of Figment. Her stupid head had literally caused all of this. If it hadn't been so big it wouldn't have gotten her stuck in the brush to begin with. Even when he smiled did she feel bad - at least Sugar was okay. Nellie hadn't known before this that Sugar was training to become a medic and had her trade already, but it was starting to look more and more like it.

Do I need to get you anything? I know a few plants. She asked when Sugar approached Figment, ignoring her own pain. She felt useless despite her knowledge. Maybe a life of healing wasn't her thing after all. She moved over to her rescue pair, observing from a distance. Even with a scratch on his face, Figment was pretty handsome - uhh, kind-looking. She really hadn't meant to hit him.

Anyways, thanks for gettin' me out of that sticky situation. You guys were awesome. She said, trying to lighten the mood, maybe distract them from any pain she might've caused.