Nell nodded. As long as he didn't take unnecessary risks, she was happy. She smiled when he asked if she'd be there. "Care to? Yes. But," she began reluctantly, "you need someone there who can actually help if there's trouble. Unless we wrap you in metal I wouldn't be able to lift your arm yet. And you can't wait another month or so for me to heal before you start training. When I don't have this," she waved irritably at her torso, "to deal with, then I'll be there. But, in the meantime, you need to get someone to be there who can help, okay?"
Standing up, she used her power to lift her messenger bag by the strips of metal sewn into it. "Today, you need to rest, if you've been using it as much today as it sounds. And, I need to get back to the house and unpack some of my things that Troy can't or doesn't need to help with. Walk me back?"