[Lifts her hand to touch her head, the spot that she hit when she was thrown against the tree, and winces.]
Ow... [There's dried blood on her fingers, but the wound doesn't seem to be bleeding any longer.]
I can wash my hair... if we put some ice to it after that, I'm sure it will be alright. [There's not much they can do right now-- she's not sure if she has a concussion or not, as the symptoms don't always appear right away.]