"Oof..." Miranda wobbily accepted Maribelle's arm, leaning agaisnt the dancer weakly as she smiled distantly up at her. "Bleeding hurts." She nodded, speaking in a fully serious tone as if offering sage advice to a friend. She didn't look too good, and it was really only a bit of cursory first aid and her skirt that was keeping her together. Miranda's hair was all disheveled and she looked rather unbecoming for doing much socializing.<br/><br/>"I think I'm gonna pass out for a few hours if you don't mind." The young axefighter groaned, nuzzling Maribelle's chest with a distant, dazed smile.<br/><br/>