*Daric stopped his tapping and looked up. Someone came? That was a relief.* "<em>Back here around the corner. Oh, and mind the floor, someone seems to have spilled themselves about.</em>" *Even he couldn't laugh at that one, but he was smiling at the thought someone might have come to help him get to the med storage. That was enough to brighten any man with broken ribs' day.* "<em>I'm pretty banged up, so I need some help moving. Anything you got to ease pain would be awesome right about now, but if not, then just help me to the med storage. I'm sure something might be in there.</em>" *He couldn't see who it was, but the voice sounded feminine enough. Maybe he was really hearing fairies in his head. Either way, it was good to know something cared enough to respond.*