This was exactly the sort of response Quanil got when they asked a lot of questions growing up. They considered letting their new not-so-friendly friend know that, buuuuut... that seemed like it might do more harm than good. And she was flying away anyway.
"Okay. Bye!" They tried to be friendly, anyway. Then they winced at the pain in their gut again. "I should... probably stop by the Infirmary..." they muttered to themselves. Their leg was tender, too, each step shooting pain along their calf and the side of the leg.
Some lessons were definitely more painful than others, and some New Experiences left marks. Likely not permanent ones, at least, but Quanil doubted they'd forget about the aggressive Fae anytime soon.
{Finished}
"Okay. Bye!" They tried to be friendly, anyway. Then they winced at the pain in their gut again. "I should... probably stop by the Infirmary..." they muttered to themselves. Their leg was tender, too, each step shooting pain along their calf and the side of the leg.
Some lessons were definitely more painful than others, and some New Experiences left marks. Likely not permanent ones, at least, but Quanil doubted they'd forget about the aggressive Fae anytime soon.
{Finished}