"That's fine," Ijemaru said, acknowledging her attempt at moving her fingers. "If you can move them at all, then it isn't broken, and I don't have to use a splint." He went on to wrap her wrist up quite tightly, and flinched involuntarily when Snickers came to rub against him. It was unusual to see Ijemaru startled about anything, but he was nervous of his own skin at the moment. He understood the nature of his power, but until he knew how to use it--or specifically keep from using it... Well, for the time being, he was walking just outside of Heather's crosshairs.<br/><br/>"Done," he said, taking an eager step back.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"I'll be careful with it but I won't baby it,"</span>Heather announced.<br/><br/>"Just don't break it the rest of the way," the elite answered.<br/><br/>"We can be there in half an hour if we push it," Ebisu said in answer to Heather's question. "So if your wrist's good and we've all caught our breath from the climb down, we can get going."<br/><br/>"I thought you said it was still a couple hours between the mountains and the portal," Battlet said accusingly, but also quite confused.<br/><br/>"Well, that estimate assumes we're traveling at speeds that don't endanger our lives," the Graecian grinned. Battler went pale, and steam started rolling off his head and shoulders, as if he would have burst into flames at that moment, but they died on the spot.<br/><br/>"Don't worry~ at least you're riding with me. I haven't crashed one of these things since I was twelve." He glanced at Ijemaru. "You could maybe worry a bit. Heather's track record is..." He trailed off and made a so-so motion with his hand.