"Is that what you normally look like?" Felicia raised her eyebrow, glancing back in the direction Gamzee had fled in although he was long gone. "Really, you should be thankful for the body you're in. That's not exactly anything to boast about."

She stood up after him, brushing grass off her knees and casually looking him over for grievous wounds. There were several that looked bad, but at least it didn't look like he'd be keeling over any time soon.

"Let's get you back. Can you walk?"