Emiko's still-pale face turned and nodded towards the First Sergeant, but she wasn't getting her hopes up.  Putting faith in some kind of magic healing would just cause her more mental anguish when it didn't work.<br/>"I might need some help getting there... I still feel kinda sick..."<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Kitten simply frowned as they point a blade at him, taking away his weapons.  "Watch where you put that thing, dammit.  You'll poke out an eye."