"I healed as much as I could," Fiona confirmed, as she belatedly made her way over to the second stool. The floor swam up to meet her, and she managed to sit down just in time, fingers curled tight on the edge of her seat, knuckles white with the effort. She breathed through this new spot of dizziness, and tried to think through the fogginess in her mind.
"I'm not sure what organs were injured," if any, "but the spine was intact, at least."
She needed to lie down somewhere dark. She also needed to be back in her apartment before anyone noticed her absence.