[That much is good, at least, and Lif honestly seems relieved that she didn't get injured--it's clear in his eyes, well, until those words escape Aela's lips and she closes in on him, and Lif starts--
But he allows Aela to remove his hand, and look at the injury in question. It's definitely dark, and a rather harsh strike, as if someone got one hell of a good blow on him. The visible bones on him don't seem to have been broken by such an impact, at least, but the wound does seem to have broken some of the skin, though perhaps thankfully it isn't bleeding. Be that because of the goddamn jello not having blood of some kind in it (despite clearly being able to bruise and discolor), or for some other reason, remains to be seen.
What doesn't remain to be seen is Lif's gaze on Aela, which darts away at her questioning. It's...strange, to have her this close--they never had to worry about injury before, but...]
I am still able to move, yes. It is not deep enough to be worrying, I am-- [Lif tenses briefly as the pain sharply jolts through him, and his eyes jam closed.] --quite fine, Aela, I assure you. It would take much more than this to fell me.
[...That's clearly a lie, he's in a fair amount of pain and the wound is a little more deep than can probably be allowed to be out in the open air, but this feels at least slightly awkward. Though Lif is attempting to mask it.]
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But he allows Aela to remove his hand, and look at the injury in question. It's definitely dark, and a rather harsh strike, as if someone got one hell of a good blow on him. The visible bones on him don't seem to have been broken by such an impact, at least, but the wound does seem to have broken some of the skin, though perhaps thankfully it isn't bleeding. Be that because of the goddamn jello not having blood of some kind in it (despite clearly being able to bruise and discolor), or for some other reason, remains to be seen.
What doesn't remain to be seen is Lif's gaze on Aela, which darts away at her questioning. It's...strange, to have her this close--they never had to worry about injury before, but...]
I am still able to move, yes. It is not deep enough to be worrying, I am-- [Lif tenses briefly as the pain sharply jolts through him, and his eyes jam closed.] --quite fine, Aela, I assure you. It would take much more than this to fell me.
[...That's clearly a lie, he's in a fair amount of pain and the wound is a little more deep than can probably be allowed to be out in the open air, but this feels at least slightly awkward. Though Lif is attempting to mask it.]