Just when she feels like she's fading out at any second, Rey whips her head in Nick's direction at his exclamation. Her heart gives a jerk at the thought that, if anything were to happen to him right then, there wouldn't be much she could do about it. She can barely move, and what little she can do involves a world of hurt.
Seeing him struggle with his phone, Rey holds up a hand before pushing herself onto her feet. Her posture is broken, like she's got a two-ton weight holding her down on one side. She wipes some of the damp blood down her chin from the open cut in her lip.
"Take it easy." She's quiet, unable to raise her voice above a murmur.
Rey is so out of focus right now that she doesn't trust herself to deal with the wirings in order to reattach Nick's severed limb. She limps towards Nick's arm, ignoring the twinge in her muscles when she moves to scoop it up off the floor with one hand and place it over the nearly broken coffee table.
She looks at him with a weary smile. It's about the most comfort she can offer in her current disposition. "Will get someone over here. Then I'll take care of your arm. Okay?"
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Seeing him struggle with his phone, Rey holds up a hand before pushing herself onto her feet. Her posture is broken, like she's got a two-ton weight holding her down on one side. She wipes some of the damp blood down her chin from the open cut in her lip.
"Take it easy." She's quiet, unable to raise her voice above a murmur.
Rey is so out of focus right now that she doesn't trust herself to deal with the wirings in order to reattach Nick's severed limb. She limps towards Nick's arm, ignoring the twinge in her muscles when she moves to scoop it up off the floor with one hand and place it over the nearly broken coffee table.
She looks at him with a weary smile. It's about the most comfort she can offer in her current disposition. "Will get someone over here. Then I'll take care of your arm. Okay?"