[ The girl shies away from Mordred's touch only briefly, anticipating pain in tender bones, but her simple childish obedience stays her in the end. When it becomes apparent that Mordred is being as gentle as she can be, the girl relaxes as much as she might for a doctor looking over a scrape. And if Mordred says that she knows what the girl is going through (sort of) then maybe the girl can have tentative hope that she'll know a fix as well. Sne sniffles, staring openly into Mordred's face as if it could tell her why it seems so familiar. ]
I don't know... Everything's been hurting for a while. Am I ill?
[ Mordred's "sort of" is doing gym rat levels of heavy lifting, because the girl is taking it to mean that Mordred has all the answers. ]
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I don't know... Everything's been hurting for a while. Am I ill?
[ Mordred's "sort of" is doing gym rat levels of heavy lifting, because the girl is taking it to mean that Mordred has all the answers. ]