Dragoncrest Cliffs the flame will protect

portia let out a small huff, a frustrated one at that. she couldn't argue anymore-- it wasn't her place and she didn't have the energy. heda agreed, she didn't have anymore reason to fight it anyway. "no painkillers?" she asked, a slight reiteration of the last time this happened-- though she was pretty positive she knew the answer. the fisa sucked in a breath and nodded, helping the commander to her feet and moving beside her as they went along. "i'll need to get someone to help me reset the break," she thought aloud, eyeing thuringwethil if she had anything to say, "is your head okay?"