[Maybe it was the concussion, the loss of blood, her messed up leg, or a combination of a great many things in her given state that Jade simply lacks the strength to stop what Junia is doing. It doesn't help that she herself is swept up in the process when her own magic responds, like a strange resonance in her body trying to make sense of this new light...
[When it's over, the hunger definitely sets in, but food is the last thing on Jade's thoughts when it's over. She reaches across her chest to feel her own shoulder, finding the particularly grievous wound where an arrow had punctured her arm to be closed up.
[After a moment, she looks to Junia. If her body felt this way despite being healed, she can only imagine what it must be like for the healer.
[But now she at least has some of the sense to prioritize, as Jade leans in. Her eyes examine Junia's face and body -- though the latter is more difficult with all that armor she wears.]
You... You shouldn't have done that! I was fine.
[Clearly Jade was not, in fact, fine. But when she's convinced that she has already survived much worse, she thought she could suffer through it. The last thing she wanted was to burden someone else just because she was too bloody stupid and careless to think she could handle a fucking battalion with only her and an apparition.]
Are you okay? That didn't strain you, did it? Fuck, who am I kidding... Of course it did. What the heck were you thinking?
[Pot, meet kettle. For all of the worrying Jade does for others, she cares very little for her own safety, even when she's a bloody mess on the floor. And now she's a mended mess with the mind to be an asshole about it.]
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[When it's over, the hunger definitely sets in, but food is the last thing on Jade's thoughts when it's over. She reaches across her chest to feel her own shoulder, finding the particularly grievous wound where an arrow had punctured her arm to be closed up.
[After a moment, she looks to Junia. If her body felt this way despite being healed, she can only imagine what it must be like for the healer.
[But now she at least has some of the sense to prioritize, as Jade leans in. Her eyes examine Junia's face and body -- though the latter is more difficult with all that armor she wears.]
You... You shouldn't have done that! I was fine.
[Clearly Jade was not, in fact, fine. But when she's convinced that she has already survived much worse, she thought she could suffer through it. The last thing she wanted was to burden someone else just because she was too bloody stupid and careless to think she could handle a fucking battalion with only her and an apparition.]
Are you okay? That didn't strain you, did it? Fuck, who am I kidding... Of course it did. What the heck were you thinking?
[Pot, meet kettle. For all of the worrying Jade does for others, she cares very little for her own safety, even when she's a bloody mess on the floor. And now she's a mended mess with the mind to be an asshole about it.]