Why was there a person helping her...? This must be death, an angel come to guide her to the afterlife. But as her vision cleared and the pain faded and the strength came back to her limbs, she realized it was a real boy. A battered, bleeding boy, but one of her fellow trainees... Shadow. That was his name. She'd rescued him at the docks from the guards who were chasing him.
"Thank you." She whispered, her voice still cracking painfully. On impulse she reached up and hugged him, only to realize that he was bleeding fairly badly too. "Oh, dear. All... All my medicines were in Rowan's compartment... But we'll get you fixed up, somehow. You saved me... I should try to repay the favor."