Oh good, well at least Gremma probably hadn't heard yet. Or at least, if she did she was handling better than she might have thought her foster mother might. [b]"Oh, uh, well thanks? I was just thinking if she got word of this she'd be worried sick."[/b] She should probably go talk to her after this instead of hanging around here any longer than needed. Fuso probably had some questions for her, and she probably didn't have any answers to give.

	[b]"Ow,"[/b] Lystra turned her head to the doctor that was examining her. Well, if he said it wasn't broken. Still hurt like a bitch though. [b]"You sure you're a doctor?"[/b] She grunted as he started to wrap her wrist in some bandages, as a familiar warmth made itself known. It felt...alive, and it was coming from the shield. It seemed like it was...trying to call to her? She couldn't be sure. It was odd. She wanted to take it off and examine it closer, and it seemed at least if whatever it was wanted her too.

	The girl vaguely registered Fuso trying to talk to her. As her free wrist was bandaged, Lystra focused on the shield.