Skye coughs and chokes on the putrid water she had swallowed.
"Did I ever mention I do not like that much water? Does anyone have a blanket or somethin? I'm not exactly at my fittest right now, cuz of being abandoned at the dungeon, *cough, cough*, and now I'm fr-fr-freezing cold!"
Skye chatters her teeth together, while rubbing her frozen hands together.
"Thanks for saving me Tancrid(sp?). I owe you my life. You too, Lord Raptor. I just don't know why I fainted like that. I've been worse, but ever since I left the dungeon, I've been so weak. Ugh, I HATE being weak."
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