[She frowns at him] Sleeping? Through all that? [She touches the back of her hand to his forehead. Is he sick?? Binch, what's wrong with you.]

Me? Oh, here and there. I apparently make quite good bait, seeing as these monsters seemed fixated on me in particular. My legs are killing me though. [honestly now that the adrenaline's calmed down, she can really feel the ache in them and she makes a face of discomfort.]