[ She's dazed for a long moment, simply just trying to breathe — eyes warily watching as the smog continues to grow around them. But the charm does it's job, supplying her with clean air, letting her breathe through it — whatever it is she's inhaled can't do much damage further. ]
I'm alright— [ There's still a wheeze as she speaks, but it seems to be slowly easing. She can taste blood on her lips, the strange gentle scent of warm milk in the air. ] I just— I need a minute.
[ Her eyes shut tight, and after a few beats she manages to draw something longer, a little smoother. There's a weak little smile as she lets out another small wheeze. ]
cw: blood, breathing difficulties
I'm alright— [ There's still a wheeze as she speaks, but it seems to be slowly easing. She can taste blood on her lips, the strange gentle scent of warm milk in the air. ] I just— I need a minute.
[ Her eyes shut tight, and after a few beats she manages to draw something longer, a little smoother. There's a weak little smile as she lets out another small wheeze. ]
I did say... it would be a test, didn't I?