Sasha stirred lightly as Damian cut the bandages, and she drew in a deep, painful breath, hearing him berating her for being foolish "Would you have just stepped down?" she tried to say, but her voice was muffled, mumbled, so it could have been anything, and perhaps the only clear thing she said was "Cake" 

She let out a pleased sound as there was warmth in the air, and she fell into sleep rather then unconsciousness. but flinched as Damian began to clean the wound, and she opened an eye weakly. She licked her lips, and coughed. "All this fuss, for me?" She managed to say clearly.