did anyone ever actually enjoy BOTDF?

She's trying to focus on the trees, trying to keep her eyes open. Trying to stay awake, despite... despite all of this. Fuck, she can't fall asleep here. It's dangerous here, and she wants her dad. Dully, she's aware that he's moving around, somewhere to her side. Dizzy. Why's she so fucking dizzy? Everything hurt, and Hen wasn't convinced she wasn't dying. Maybe she's just being dramatic... that had to be the case, right?

Water. Hen can hear him, but she doesn't quite know where he's gone off to. Anxiety prickling through her system, though Henbane can't quite put a name to the exact feeling. A bit like throwing up, actually. She feels a bit like throwing up. "Hey don't go too far," though she tries not to sound scared, maybe she is. Maybe Hen is a little more nervous than she'd like to be, maybe the adrenaline is truly wearing off.

But she hauls herself up on her elbows too, grumbling, pushing off with an errant hind leg. A couple slow half steps forward, though her shoulder is on fire. "Bastard did a number on us." She's rueful, a bitter edge in her mouth. Everything hurts.
"Speech"