Something Creative (One-on-One)

"Yeah, everything's fine," she said distractedly, hurrying over to him. "C'mon, Gabe, sit down. Please."

 

She relaxed, sitting next to him.

"Thank you. How are you feeling?"

 

"Why wouldn't they be?" she asked, leaning back.

 

"Oh. It's alright, it was just my dad."

 

She gave Gabe a strange look, almost chiding.

"He's fine. Why?"

 

"He's fine," she said again.

 

She relaxed slightly, leaning back in the couch.

"We should probably get you some medical attention."

 

"Well... what about back at the guild?"

 

"What did you guys normally do when you got hurt?"

 

"Let's say a broken collarbone."