She sighed and fiddled with her hair again as he tried to heal her, afterward rubbing her legs tenderly. She hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded in response to his question, scooting to the edge of the bed once again. This time she stared at the floor for a bit longer than before, considering her options.<br/>She decided to do the smart thing this time and slowly stood up, keeping one hand on the bed for support. Her legs shook a little bit while she was still getting her balance, but they eventually steadied out, and she let go of the bed. She was standing up straight without too much trouble, at least; progress was being made.<br/>Her confidence regained, she took a step backwards, away from the bed, and quickly discovered that she should watch where she's stepping. Her foot bumped into a protruding nail and she stumbled backwards, knocking herself into the wall, but otherwise still remaining upright. She was unsure if it could be called a victory or not, so she instead decided to blush furiously and brush the hair that fell into her face aside, revealing an embarrassed smile. She was usually somewhat clumsy, but this 'injury' brought out the worst of it.