"Yeah, that's what I should have done after two of them popped up." She looked down at her leg with a frown. She didn't make that mistake again, but it had still been made.

"Me too." When she looked up, she gave a crooked smile. "I've held enough hands of dying friends to last a life time, and that was just in a few minutes into this whole thing. So what happened to your arm?"

She paused. "Actually, what happened to you all around? How have you been getting around on your own like this?"