[color=39b54a][b]“I… I should…”[/b][/color] Rachel tried as Xerox asked her a question, but she found it incredibly hard to think straight suddenly. She felt so weak, she quickly leaned on the nearby wall for support as she felt that she was losing the strength to stand. Seems like she was nowhere near recovered enough as she hoped she was.[color=39b54a][b]” What was I saying…” [/b][/color]

 [color=39b54a][b]“Bloody hells…”[/b][/color] She said quietly, trying to gather her bearings again, but her knees only started shaking more than before. It hurt to stand… seems like that was not only phantom pain she was feeling after all. Those bastards never really bothered to heal her completely. They did it only enough for it to be not dangerous for her life. For first time in forever she was actually going to have to rely on help. She was supposed to be the help! That’s why she was a support SeeD.[color=39b54a][b]” Xerox… I… will need help…”[/b][/color] Forcing herself she was able to admit. It wasn’t something she often did, but due the situation they were in, she needed to be truthful about it.

 [color=39b54a][b]“We will need to locate some recovery medicine as well.”[/b][/color] Rachel said realizing that she probably wasn’t the only one who wasn’t completely healed after the tortures.[color=39b54a][b]” Many of us may still have internal wounds that aren’t too dangerous right now, but could worsen if we stress ourselves.”[/b][/color] She said still using the wall as support. 

 She notices the tall girl making some gestures to get going.[color=39b54a][b]” She has a point… we should get moving.”[/b][/color]