[Rubbing her eyes is seemingly making it worse, and Nessa hisses uncomfortably as she tries to squint out of one of them.]
--I'm fine! Just got something in my-- [She's cut off by the noises making themselves far more noisy, apparently the smell and sounds of their companions untimely demise drawing them over.]
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--I'm fine! Just got something in my-- [She's cut off by the noises making themselves far more noisy, apparently the smell and sounds of their companions untimely demise drawing them over.]
--Flourish! I can't see!