She pushes at his arm a little, but gives in quickly because - well. It's a nice arm, and she likes having it around her. "An injury? This? Please, it's really more of a scrape. A scratch, even. Nothing to be concerned about." She considers this for a moment. "Although now that I think about it, walking may be too difficult in this weakened state of mine. I may need to be carried."
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Date: 2013-04-30 03:53 am (UTC)