[Hector finally takes a moment to take stock of himself. He's chilled to the bone, and he finally notices an ache in his ankle that feels like a sprain, but he's alive.]
I'm fine. You? It hit you.
[He may or may not be having some realizations about how close he came to getting himself and a friend killed...
...again.... Fuck, this is kind of on the same level as the time he and his fellow faun, Myr, took on a murderous, skeletal centaur on their own and almost died. Whoops. He slows, and starts shivering violently.]
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I'm fine. You? It hit you.
[He may or may not be having some realizations about how close he came to getting himself and a friend killed...
...again.... Fuck, this is kind of on the same level as the time he and his fellow faun, Myr, took on a murderous, skeletal centaur on their own and almost died. Whoops. He slows, and starts shivering violently.]