*The woman weakly drags herself into the room. She's got a open wound on her stomach and her leg has a nasty compound fracture*
*She looks up at Hanna weakly, seemingly half-conscious*
*She's tall and lean but with hard muscles. Her dark hair is matted with blood from a nasty cut on her scalp and her nose is broken.*
*She's dressed lightly in fur breeches and top and her body is adorned with tribal tattoos and piercings*
Woman: Ni lak su?... Ik sha noa orbost? 
*She speaks deliriously, eyes unfocused until she notices Hanna properly*
Woman:...Haven?.. Safe?