"..." Desdemona sighs and rubs her head, before glancing at the flail again. She doesn't want to risk moving her and having her overexert herself in an attempt to stay, but she can't just -leave- her.
"Alright...I'm going to go get a few things from the infirmary then...I'll be right back, dear." She brings up a hand to pat her reassuringly, but apparently thinks better of it, before walking off.
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Date: 2009-07-09 07:08 pm (UTC)"Alright...I'm going to go get a few things from the infirmary then...I'll be right back, dear." She brings up a hand to pat her reassuringly, but apparently thinks better of it, before walking off.