[she says regarding the piece of cloth, using it to wipe at her nose. it's not the cleanest, but it's not like her blood is making matters cleaner anyway. at the question of whether she's dizzy, she replies with a soft,]
A bit, I think.
[wanda is still gathering her bearings.]
Do you see Clover? [her horse. gaze raising up to meet his eyes, she scans the horizon, but is reluctant to look around lest she makes herself dizzier still.] I had some... snacks in my bag.
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[she says regarding the piece of cloth, using it to wipe at her nose. it's not the cleanest, but it's not like her blood is making matters cleaner anyway. at the question of whether she's dizzy, she replies with a soft,]
A bit, I think.
[wanda is still gathering her bearings.]
Do you see Clover? [her horse. gaze raising up to meet his eyes, she scans the horizon, but is reluctant to look around lest she makes herself dizzier still.] I had some... snacks in my bag.
[those might help.]