[ Ciri makes a noise, a choked almost-sob of a sound, blinking back tears. It has more to do with the sudden wave of relief washing over her than the stitches (though probably the discomfort doesn't help). ]

Y-yes. Thank you. For holding onto that for me.

And for helping me out back there. With the insects.

[ Her voice comes out a bit raw. Everything is still catching up, settling like stones on her chest. ]

Ugh. Those things were disgusting... They didn't get you?