She looked at Sariel for help. “I was... I was floating and Zad and I were fighting and he jumped and...” She made a motion with her hand. “He hit me down to the ground and I hurt my head.”
“Just a little,” she agreed, turning back to Warner. Her hand brushed over the wound, her brow furrowed. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay?”
She frowned, looking up at him and kissing his cheek. “I love you,” she told him sternly. “You need to be careful.”