Dragongal
Miss Medic
Emmalia had awoken when Callum had set her down. She sighed and burrowed into the hay a bit. "Like Hell, but what can you expect when a madman stabs and burns you repeatedly? At least I'm out of the sun, though, so my wounds will continue healing better." She looked up at Callum and tugged on his hand so he would sit next to her. "Cal... about what you asked earlier. I may have difficulty showing it, but I really do care about you... I just can't always show it properly."