"No apples..." she groans. "Just bad magic. 'M Val."
Not wanting to worry her, she starts to sit up, only to have an intense rushing feeling swamp her and drag her back into unconsciousness. The way her head hits the ground as she falls back is probably not going to help much with the headache she's bound to have when all is said and done.
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Not wanting to worry her, she starts to sit up, only to have an intense rushing feeling swamp her and drag her back into unconsciousness. The way her head hits the ground as she falls back is probably not going to help much with the headache she's bound to have when all is said and done.