"Good," I say, slipping my hand from her elbow to around her arm, fingers sneaking into the crook where it's slightly bent. With the Compound so near, I allow myself the moment to feel the brunt of the injury. My head's starting to spin a little from the injury, leaving my limbs feeling light. Were my feet not planted firmly on the ground, I might think I was floating.

"Because I... would not be entirely opposed to sitting down soon."