[She'll save the quips for when they reach a safe spot. But just a brief once-over of Artemy gives Monts a good idea that he's probably worse for wear and just helping her out is draining.
When they are finally allowed to pause away from the chaos of the night, Monts turns to him, putting her hands on his shoulders.]
Okay. What's your damage right now? Forget about me for a second since I'm not the one who's breathing funny.
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When they are finally allowed to pause away from the chaos of the night, Monts turns to him, putting her hands on his shoulders.]
Okay. What's your damage right now? Forget about me for a second since I'm not the one who's breathing funny.