*takes in the wreck that is you (casted hand and wrist, bruises from your eyelashes to your toes) and wishes she could give you the stronger medication right now—if only because you can't come up with silly ideas like traveling to Gondolin while you're asleep*
*presses her knuckles to her lips, frowning with worry* It'll keep a few days, Jackie Lee. There's no sense in you trying to go right this minute. *sighs* Maybe in a few days? We could both go. Get out of town for a while.