CW: gets a bit rough here folks
She should have taken a moment to at least try and start recovering, but Melpomene braced her hands against the table top and pushed herself up, jaw clenched too tight to show when she winced. She yanked her torn pants back up, pulled her top down, looking back over at him, most of her weight still relying on the table to stand.
"Oh, the next few decades are gonna be intense," she rasped, her voice hoarse, and she dragged the back of her hand over her mouth, smearing blood across her cheek.