Theva remained where she was for a brief moment, her head cocked to one side and an emotion that might have been curiosity, or contempt (it was hard to tell in this light) painted over her features, before she seemed to decide better of her thoughts and rolled away from Thaerex. In doing so, however, she had forgotten about her injured shoulder and inadvertently shifted her full weight onto the joint, sending a sharp stab of pain right through it. “Shit!” she hissed painfully through her teeth, shifting onto her back and clutching at it with a grimace. “Don’t you DARE touch me!” she snarled at Thaerex as he sat up and looked as if he was about to reach towards her.