Nesir cringed away from the figure, but relaxed when she realised who it was; someone she knew and not some idiot light blinded fool who would pity her. She closed her eyes again, her vision spinning too badly to keep them open.

"Stupid girl... blade fingers... she did be..." Nesir's accent was probably almost impossible to understand, her words slurring into each other. She fell silent, her breathing shallow as she tried to focus on something that wasn't the pain.