What a question. Katie blinked and cringed slightly, bracing herself for something to object as she slowly pushed herself up into a sitting position. Luckily, the pain hadn't entirely sunk in yet. She was sore, but nothing felt broken. Bruised and battered to a bloody pulp, maybe, but not broken. "I... think so." Her stomach wasn't bothering her anymore, at least. She looked over to the woman, who looked how Katie felt: afraid to move. "You?"