[ There are definitely benches here and no one can stop us. Elizabeth is a mess, the blood sticking to her shirt, but she'll roll the sleeves up enough to show her limp wrist. Cleaning up was important but she wanted to be ready for that after the injury was taken care of.

Elizabeth's wrist is sore, tender, but there's no breaking of skin. It was a fracture and her bone would need time to heal. ]

Be careful with that too. [ She warns. ] Show yourself component and people beyond the injured will take notice. If these kills start to get more concentrated, they'll run out of kids. They'll go for people of use.

[ She sighs, looking at her hand. ]

...How bad?