Ello, gorgeous. Am I pleased ta see them pretty eyes open. 8He said softly to her with a brilliant smile of relief.*
Now, Dawn, answer this question. Time is kinda precious here. Can ya walk? Are ya real hurt? Cause iffen ya are, we can scare up a makeshift gurney for ya. If ya can walk, we gotta go now, this place is gonna cave soon.
*He gently moved the hair out of her eyes, using the edge of his tee shirt to clean the blood off her brow and from running into her eyes.*
The family reunion is gonna haveta wait some. I'm sure onna these pretty lasses can manage ta help ya walk outta here, but ya gotta be certain an' I mean it. Spine and neck injuries ain't pretty an' we stuck on some bastard's version of Fantasy Island without a lot of the amenities we sorely need.