[While there is no words of gratitude from the tiny girl, she instantly looks relieved, the crestfallen look on her face seeming to brighten ever so slightly at the thought of someone being able to help her with her suffering. She hated having to depend on someone else at all, but her stubborn pride was more wounded then her body and she didn't have the strength in her to be anything but meek at the moment. She hobbles over to a chair, which she promptly drops herself into.]

I didn't even notice the leg at first. I was busy trying to defend myself from...

[She grits her teeth.}

It...it doesn't matter who, right? You don't need to know that sort of thing, I just need your help. So, what do you need to know? My arm and leg are both messed up, you can probably see that. I got hit pretty hard in the stomach, too. Damn piece of...