Alda reunited with her body as quickly as she could and scrambled to stand against the wall without making a fuss. She was still huffing quietly from the exertion of the fight, and was incredibly disappointed in herself. Her eyelids fell shut as she tried to console and steady herself. [i]Next time will be better,[/i] she promised herself, sure that she wouldn't end up partnered with Derric again but hoping to not have to end up with, for example, Colt, who was not only a strong and skilled fighter but also used the word "Slightly" which had annoyed the life out of Alda's disembodied 'ghost'. 

With one side of her face red, swollen and throbbing, she watched the other fights occur. She hoped that there was good medical care here and turned her head to Derric. "Nice job," she whispered.