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Mathias nodded, still trying to catch his breath, his lungs still healing. He had pushed it a bit much today.
still he set the rifle down and fetched the first aid from the cabinet and brought it to her.
the young woman wasn't talking but she seemed to understand what was going on anyway so that was good. She sat where she was told to and let Lynna see to her arms, glancing at her brother though. "She's deaf, she cannit hear ya, she can read lips ok" The young man explained on her behalf
still he set the rifle down and fetched the first aid from the cabinet and brought it to her.
the young woman wasn't talking but she seemed to understand what was going on anyway so that was good. She sat where she was told to and let Lynna see to her arms, glancing at her brother though. "She's deaf, she cannit hear ya, she can read lips ok" The young man explained on her behalf