Aery heard the thought... Well, not heard, exactly... Felt?, freaked out, and her eyes jerked open to realize that there was a bag of books compressing her broken ribs. She gasped as she realized how intense the pain was; she tried to move the bag but it was too heavy for her broken arms. So, gritting her teeth, she just... rolled. Rolled to the side, tipped the bag of books off of her chest, then forced herself to her feet. She grabbed the bag of books, gasping as the bones in her hand clicked against each other under the strain of holding the bag. Half-dragging the sack, she stumbled to the door of the room and nearly had a heart attack. Laying on the counter was Celaena.
She gasped, choked on a sob, dropped the books, stumbled as quickly as she could across the room, ending by falling to the ground beside Celaena...
"Oh my god, oh my god, you're okay, you're okay..." On and on, sobbing, clinging to Celaena as tightly as she dared, out of consideration for both of their wounds. "We never should have left Adarlan, we never should have left, but we're okay, we'll be okay."