Good news: she wasn't getting any worse. When Gideon got under her and gave her some support, she was able to grit her teeth and shake off some of the excess burning in her leg. It wasn't pain, not really: it was an insufferable need to [i]move[/i], to use more of the magic surrounding them. At first, it was like a hangover, but mist-users almost instinctively knew that pushing past stage 1 would result in utter glory. Better to nip that urge in the bud now. "Thanks, Gid," she said quietly, modulating her breathing carefully to keep herself from losing it. The breathing helped, the shaking helped. Anything to get the energy out. She let Kitty's comment roll off her back, this time: no point in acting smug when it was her own damn fault. [i]Let it go, bit by bit, Morander. Easy does it.[/i] They were still at risk here. She couldn't go running around willy-nilly to burn off the energy. One wrong move and she'd enter a Mist spot, and those didn't really give you a choice about burning yourself to a cinder. They did it for you. "I'm good, Gideon. It's not as bad as I first thought." Of course, they couldn't be too careful, but Zimmy was pretty confident in her knowledge of her own body. If not for the manic Mist around them, none of this would have ever happened; she'd simply miscalculated how much energy was in the air. When Lee walked up to her, she felt a flash of emotion that was...maybe irritation? She'd already said how much of an idiot she was, right? Didn't need it to be rubbed in. Whatever it was, Zimmy looked away, shrugging at his question. "Leg just locked up with the burn. Don't think there's any physical damage. Just my pride." She got to her feet. No way in hell would she sit around while everyone else risked their lives. Of course she wouldn't use the Mist, but they had weapons around here somewhere. "Be a doll, Lee, and grab something dangerous for us to hold. Y'know, while we meander into, like, a nuclear warhead or whatever." She walked toward the escape pod, each step sturdier than the last. Just walking it off.