[She's slow to wake up, but the nudge gets her to grumble and her eyes to slide open slightly. The jab straight into her vein does a much better job of waking her up. Fiona's eyes snap open and she barks a sound of surprise. She goes tight instinctively (which makes it worse) and grabs for her wrist--
And then she sees the med dispenser in his hand. Either he just poisoned her, or he did the right thing. Judging by how the wound on her head was quickly clotting and shrinking, she guessed it was the latter.
Awkwardly, she releases him and stays quiet. No thank you this time.]
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And then she sees the med dispenser in his hand. Either he just poisoned her, or he did the right thing. Judging by how the wound on her head was quickly clotting and shrinking, she guessed it was the latter.
Awkwardly, she releases him and stays quiet. No thank you this time.]