Hushed Willows bird of a feather, hold it together

Before she could process the possibility of this might hurting, the other fae's teeth were around the bugging thorn and the thing was out before the queen could softly say; ouch. She closed her eyes, always getting kind of dizzy at the sight of blood, and turned her head to the side. She felt something come out of the pin-prick of a wound, but didn't dare see what color this substance might be.

I - I'm sure if we'd let it stay in, it would've hurt even more. She stuttered because of the shock, something that didn't happen all that much. This was her first injury in moons, and it was no secret the girl was kind of a wuss when it came to these kinds of things. It was part of the reason she could probably never become a medic herself, and why the appearance of Memory slightly unsettled her. It was a wonder the girl hadn't fainted. What's that? She asked upon spotting what Deidra was doing.