Larea winced as Zel grabbed her arm, more from the unexpectedness than it actually hurting her. She nodded slightly as he told her to calm down, trying her best to breath deeply and keep her mind off of it. She could already feel the warmth of the healing spell, and although it was very slow to heal the wound itself, the pain itself was noticeably lessened within minutes.  Her shoulders shook in a combination of crying and laughter as she realized this was at least the 4th time in the past few days she had been hurt around them, and she couldn't help but wonder what they really thought of her. She probably seemed akin to a helpless child; in essence, that's what she was.<br/>She wiped the tears from her eyes with her free hand as Zel spoke to her, putting on a mock smile to try and reassure them she was alright. Physically, she was having no trouble getting her mind off of the pain, but in turn her thoughts were heavy with the worries of what their opinions of her might be. She couldn't speak, she was prone to injuring herself, and she knew very little of the world and how it worked. Were they sticking around because they genuinely enjoyed her company? Or was she simply seem like a stray, pathetic dog that needed taking care of? Unfortunately her mind dwelled on the latter, and the more she thought about it the more likely it seemed; she tried her best to hide her thoughts, but her facial expression usually had a good way of revealing her true feelings, so she quickly turned her face towards the ground and hoped that the attention would drift elsewhere before anybody noticed it.