Thankfully Melita saw Saiden's signal. However, seeing as he'd actually managed to take her down, perhaps she needed it as well. Still wheezing slightly, he laughed. "You really want to keep going?" Shaking his head, he shrugged. "Well alright then. Give me a sec." He used his cutlass to lever himself to his feet, planting the blade on the ground.
Taking out his flask he took a sip from it. Then he gestured at her leg. "You alright?" Leaning forward, he held out the flask for her if she wanted a drink while he peered at her injured limb.
Regardless of whether she drank, he'd make sure the flask was safely tucked away again. Then he'd salute her lazily with his cutlass. Stepping back into a defensive stance, he'd nod. "Ready when you are."
Taking out his flask he took a sip from it. Then he gestured at her leg. "You alright?" Leaning forward, he held out the flask for her if she wanted a drink while he peered at her injured limb.
Regardless of whether she drank, he'd make sure the flask was safely tucked away again. Then he'd salute her lazily with his cutlass. Stepping back into a defensive stance, he'd nod. "Ready when you are."
