"Minako, sit," she said, hoping the puppy would listen and not really able to bring herself to care overmuch. All of her energy was going towards getting onto the table with some semblance of dignity, rather than just collapsing on it like she wanted to. The thought of just sleeping for a week was glorious.

"Think I...separated my shoulder. Maybe dislocated. Hurts, but definitely isn't broken. Most of my contusions are pretty minor. Don't think I got burned by the fire." Her clothes were a little singed, but the skin beneath them was unharmed. "Should probably wash the cuts. The rocks weren't exactly spotless. Lots of dirt flying around, too. Got whipped with flying branches and stuff. Kinda stings, don't think it broke skin..."

Don't mind her, Barry. She was babbling. It helped keep her mind off of how much she hurt as she hoisted herself up on the table.