For Jarinza

[ Lumine wipes the sweat from her brow. Normally a skirmish with the Abyss Order wasn't enough to leave her breathless, but today they encountered enemies more powerful than usual. Namely, a pair of Abyss Heralds, both Wicked Torrents and Frost Fall. Before there had been much time to recover, an electro Lactor appeared after that.

She's lucky that Dainsleif was there to help her. She wipes her hands on her dress and turns around to face him to give him her thanks--but something about his complexion stops her. All day he's seemed more dour than normal (a true feat, that), and she noticed during the fight he wasn't as fleet-footed as he always been before. ]

Dain, are you hurt?

[ It definitely wouldn't be fair to ask him if he's "ok." Dainsleif hasn't been "ok" in many centuries. Still, she's worried for him, even more than usual. ]