[Sadie tests the water again, pauses, then kind of coyly glances over her shoulder back at Lars.]
Hey, um.
Not that I wanna be alone right now, but—while I'm showering, should you—get someone? I should probably get proper medical attention, but I don't think I can really travel that far in this condition... [Sadie's carrying on pretty normally, but she's just actively trying not to crumple underneath the pain of her transformation's aftermath.] Like, someone to dress my wounds, and maybe bring me something more than a little ibuprofen for the pain?
[Sadie is legitimately not totally sure what to be doing in this situation. Somehow, she didn't think this would strike her when she's more or less alone—Lars is around, true, but being incorporeal isn't...super helpful. She doesn't blame him, of course—but it is what it is.]
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Hey, um.
Not that I wanna be alone right now, but—while I'm showering, should you—get someone? I should probably get proper medical attention, but I don't think I can really travel that far in this condition... [Sadie's carrying on pretty normally, but she's just actively trying not to crumple underneath the pain of her transformation's aftermath.] Like, someone to dress my wounds, and maybe bring me something more than a little ibuprofen for the pain?
[Sadie is legitimately not totally sure what to be doing in this situation. Somehow, she didn't think this would strike her when she's more or less alone—Lars is around, true, but being incorporeal isn't...super helpful. She doesn't blame him, of course—but it is what it is.]