[ At the approach of a stranger, Lunafreya blearily opens her eyes, sucking in a breath through her teeth. She's likely exacerbated her wound with her aimless wandering, her battered body already exceeding its limit before she'd ever awoken in this new place.

Her gaze is greeted with the sight of a kind-faced woman, kneeling closely. Lunafreya shakily lifts her hand from the wound on her abdomen, the clean tear in her dress soaked with blood. ]

I fear that I have... likely worsened my situation in my attempt to flee the creatures in those ruins. [ She gasps. The blade used to pierce her had been small, but effective; it had been just enough to keep her unable to fight the Astral energies that had been set to crush her beneath the waves of the bay. It's only through some divine providence that she had been pulled to this foreign place, though she vaguely wonders if it may have been better to remain. ]

You are... extraordinarily kind... to express concern for a stranger. [ Lunafreya manages a shaky smile in spite of her pain, swathes of long, blonde hair falling into her eyes as her head lolls forward. She struggles to keep her breathing steady, crippled by exhaustion. ]