[There's a strong sense of wonder; her voice is light, awed. The only other infiltration she'd been a part of had ended so tragically. To her... this was as incredible a triumph as stopping Riki himself.
Not that they're unscathed. Her shoulder still tingles lightly from where she'd been whipped, and the area is tender, though the tentacle hadn't quite burned through her coat. And there's the half-healed slice across her ribcage and inner arm from the spike that pierced her, that she should probably see to at some point - and Waver can probably see if he looks - but overall, they're intact, and that's the important part.]
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I don't think... any of us died, at all.
[There's a strong sense of wonder; her voice is light, awed. The only other infiltration she'd been a part of had ended so tragically. To her... this was as incredible a triumph as stopping Riki himself.
Not that they're unscathed. Her shoulder still tingles lightly from where she'd been whipped, and the area is tender, though the tentacle hadn't quite burned through her coat. And there's the half-healed slice across her ribcage and inner arm from the spike that pierced her, that she should probably see to at some point - and Waver can probably see if he looks - but overall, they're intact, and that's the important part.]