"So," Redana gasps, trying to get a hold on shifting marble, powerful limbs, and a stance perfected before she was even born, "I'm [i]actually Redana[/i], despite, not, being the [i]same[/i] Redana? See-- shit those are my [i]fingers[/i] Alexa-- when we got here, I, I, [i]aha[/i], I fell in with Ceronians because I was looking for a [i]pack[/i] and there was this whole thing where I [i]ow that is my head Alexa ow fuck ow...[/i]"

Redana closes her eyes (which is not hard given the size of the palm enveloping her head) and reaches inwards towards her [i]qi.[/i] Serenity. Self. The expression of the [i]ow ow ow wait no don't suplex her[/i]--

Something flutters inside of her, like the wings of a butterfly, but nothing more. Did she expect that she could manage this within the span of a few weeks? Was she really that proud?

Alexa grabs her by one leg, twists with her full weight, and bounces Redana off the ground so hard she spins in the air afterwards. She is seized again before she can finish the final revolution.

The runaway princess does the little that she can: she twists one hand around and claws  for the blindfold. After all this time, that's all she can do for her friend. To help her see again, the way she saw things after she stole a guard and dragged her out into the wild unknown...