[Nill feels awful. She's slowing Vriska down, endangering her. Why did she have to be so frail? Why were her wings so small? If she could fly or run faster, dodge more, none of this would have happened. Her eyes unfocus for a brief moment as she listens to the troll speak, not registering her words immediately.
But she's slammed to reality as soon as they're in the air. She nods, resolute, and applies as much pressure as she can. It just makes the pain worse, but she can deal. She doesn't talk, not wanting to waste any more time with distracting the troll. She's doing her best to keep all the blood contained, though her t-shirt is rapidly becoming unable to soak anymore up.]
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But she's slammed to reality as soon as they're in the air. She nods, resolute, and applies as much pressure as she can. It just makes the pain worse, but she can deal. She doesn't talk, not wanting to waste any more time with distracting the troll. She's doing her best to keep all the blood contained, though her t-shirt is rapidly becoming unable to soak anymore up.]