Angela shook her head. There was likely no point in her being seen anyways; not only could she take care of herself, but her injuries weren't something that anyone had the time to remedy. She'd heal them on her own when she had the strength to. There were others who needed attention more than her.

"No, I haven't been seen yet. There's not much of a point to anyone putting time into my wounds anyways. I healed myself as much as I could, though I'm certain there are still some internal wounds that are sorting themselves out... An explosive shell landed only a few feet away from me. It could have been much worse. I think the soldiers near me took the brunt of the blast. I was knocked unconscious for... I'm guessing a few minutes. From what I saw through my pain, Kalte's forces are continuing forward. The battle is in our favor right now. I think it's okay for us to rest. We did our part the best that we could, but..." Angela paused, tensing as a wave of pain tore through her. She cursed to herself, hand gripping her wounded abdomen. [i]"Scheiße..."[/i]

She reached for Fareeha's hand for support, holding it tightly. "I may be a doctor but pain is not something I experience often.. Not like this, anyways."