[ Riley's silent throughout the first aid process. She winces lightly at the antiseptic, as expected, but it's nothing like the pain of her wings growing in, of her feet practically melting off, so she certainly doesn't complain. At this moment, she feels strangely pampered despite it all, and thirsty for more.
Until, of course— ] Dad...
[ She starts quietly, a little awkward. ]
She's already...done so much, I couldn't ask her to...um...
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Until, of course— ] Dad...
[ She starts quietly, a little awkward. ]
She's already...done so much, I couldn't ask her to...um...