Enough running

Holding her breath as he drew closer to examine her leg, she couldn't help the discomfort that took over her at their close proximity. It wasn't his fault, she was just excessively nervous, and she was utterly exhausted from running. As he stated that it looked bad, but he had no idea to what extent, nor what to do to make it better, Bright merely frowned. She knew she had injured it weeks ago, and it had been on the mend thanks to Amalia... but now she had re-injured it. Right now it felt worse than it had ever been - she hoped it would heal eventually.

"It's okay, I'll have a look at it myself," she murmured, "I already had someone show me what to do, since I injured it a few weeks ago." As he offered to shelter her until she was better, and even to find food, she was surprised but grateful. It was a generous offer, one she had hoped for but hadn't expected. Despite her frazzled nerves, she had to offer him a small, grateful smile. She couldn't keep being wary of him if he was offering so much. "Thank you, sir," she said softly with an appreciative dip of her head, "Uhm, what should I call you?" She tilted her head, wondering who he was.

She shifted as he offered his side for her to lean on. He was all too kind. Bright was too tired now to keep worrying, and so she allowed herself to lean into him for support. It was all she could do now. She hoped she would be able to repay him after all of this.