This thread occurs between Directive: Propagate and Frontline: Forward events
After a straining chase for her friend, it was of great relief to finally have her close, safe and sound... Kyanna struggled slightly, not being exactly the strongest one to carry a magia on her back, but making sure that effort would be hers. She didn't let anyone else touch the magia, Kyanna was naive at most of times, but she wasn't going to risk someone with ill feelings toward that race to perhaps pretend they meant to help only to make things even worse on purpose.
As they neared a wagon, one that would go to Vintergard, she carefully bent to allow @MAI to sit on the wagon, just as she sighed, with her muscles relieving after the weight was taken away.
Kyanna casted a brief glance at her, offering a smile as she already knew what MAI would think or say, being typically concerned as usual. The last thing she was caring, however, was about her own. How she could care about herself, when MAI was in such conditions? After everything her friend went through, she could only imagine how bad she could be feeling... But perhaps, that was just her overthinking and making assumptions. Regardless of the case, Kyanna wasn't ready to take risks, not when MAI was at the stakes.
Excusing herself for a moment, she hurried to the suppliers, taking a couple of packages for herself and MAI, before rushing back to the wagon and giving one last talk to the rider, confirming their destination before she finally climbed the vehicle. "Sorry, MAI, there is so much happening-" Kyanna said, looking at her for a moment, forcing a smile to mask her worries. The fact she couldn't access her UI, the fact Tick Tock were still in danger... A lot of facts, all of them, unbearable to keep up without feeling like her stomach wanted to cramp.
She scooted closer to MAI, resting the packages next to them. "I had to pick up some stuff for us to eat, and to prepare too, but... I think first we need to treat your wounds..." She pursed her lips, nodding briefly as she opened the package, that had a small separated container filled with First Aid apparatuses. "Where..." Kyanna glanced over. "Where does it hurt?"
