[ tired is the understatement of the year—no, the century, even. and she's never been this tired since ... since a time she doesn't even remember anymore. though she supposes it isn't just physical exhaustion that plagues her, her muscles sore, her energy low and there's this sharp, stabbing pain on her side that's quite possibly a broken rib or two after bodily engaging a whale thrown at her. an invisible, crushing weight also presses against her chest as she sits on the grass, looking at the sky in quiet contemplation.
there wasn't anything that she could do. she wishes there was, but she's never been good with words despite popular belief back in teyvat—at least nothing that would change the mind of someone who's already made up his. there's no point blaming herself, and yet, she finds herself doing so anyway: silently, wordlessly, irritably.
(a part of her wonders if she should've beaten childe senseless and thrown his unconscious body into the teleporter ...)
in any case, lumine gives it a moment, and then another, and then another—before she gets up to her feet and heads off towards himeka, plopping back on the ground with a quiet groan. definitely a broken rib, that one. ]
– himeka
there wasn't anything that she could do. she wishes there was, but she's never been good with words despite popular belief back in teyvat—at least nothing that would change the mind of someone who's already made up his. there's no point blaming herself, and yet, she finds herself doing so anyway: silently, wordlessly, irritably.
(a part of her wonders if she should've beaten childe senseless and thrown his unconscious body into the teleporter ...)
in any case, lumine gives it a moment, and then another, and then another—before she gets up to her feet and heads off towards himeka, plopping back on the ground with a quiet groan. definitely a broken rib, that one. ]
Any healing spells you can still spare?