“Can’t breathe, Spitfire,” Noctis said even though he could. The hug made him feel awkward, especially when he heard the tears in her voice. He kept walking, keeping watch as he headed for the tree line. It would be safe to hide in the trees rather than the tents. They would be able to see people coming and if anything caught fire they would be able to flee.
“How badly are you hurt?” Noctis asked as he made sure to be careful of her leg. It didn’t look right and probably was her issue. Did he know any spells that would help her?