I'm so done with this

Lillie's mouth opened, then closed; then the girl looked around. She was half tempted not to reply - pride, you see? - buuut it was Shaye. And she'd feel bad about deceiving the girl. Of course, she also hated the thought of... admitting her wrongs. Nevermind the fact that the Imperium bitch was more in the wrong than she ever would be, not that anyone would see it that way. She was attacked, so it was obviously her fault. Fur would raise on Lillie's back momentarily, lips peeling back just a little before the red girl got herself under control and forced her fur flat again.

"It isn't when you might have provoked it a little," she finally muttered, barely audible: if the healer heard, it would be barely, and rather difficult to have heard in the first place. An ear twitched when Shaye began fussing; Lillie shook off her bad attitude - as much as she could, to murmur a few soothing words. "It's okay, this is your first time with a big wound, right?" It would make sense if it was, with the tiny little mistakes. Plus she would have heard of another big injury like this, right? A good example of a mistake would be the stick. Lillie shook her head to the stick, murmuring, "Would hurt jaw." When Shaye pressed against her shoulder, she had to resist gritting her teeth: this was why the stick was offered. Forcing her jaws apart, she screeched as weight was shoved on the shoulder, and then groaned as it popped back into place, sliding completely down, panting. Relief was on her features, and she looked at Shaye with an expression of pure gratitude. A small smile perked her lips and she nodded wearily to Shaye. "Yeah, I don't mind that all." And to her own surprise, she really didn't.

"Speech" think "you"