"I can do that." Ginny said sounding even less confident than she felt about that. It was hard keeping her eyes open, let alone focused enough to tell whether or not a monster was coming for them. But she fought against the dense feeling pressing against the inside of her head. She blinked for an extended moment as she willed her eyes to focus on the edge of the woods behind them.
She tried to help her rescuer out by placing her arms around the back of Hestia's neck, but her injured arm didn't want to move or do what it was told at all. Instead, it hung limply down, throbbing and aching in pain.
"Nothing behind us." She half-slurred, her speech a bit delayed. "I think we'd smell them first." As if to make her point, she wrinkled her nose and gave a small shake of her head. Thinking better of that gesture, she immediately stopped as it made the swimming and heavy pressure even worse.