"Yeah, seems like it." Cursing again as she moved her arm, looking down at the still bleeding injury, Derrick was not going to be pleased with this. If she kept to the wooden floors it might be ok? Or the bathroom...she was thinking the bathroom might be a safe place to remain till she got the bleeding to stop, and the pain. The burning needed to stop, and she was hoping a soak in a tub might do the job.

"Might be a good idea for you." Because it also helped her; a lot. Did he know how much him leaving would help her as well? No doubt he could tell she was in no better shape than he was, likely worse, as she could feel herself getting faint and light headed. She wanted to keep going but she really couldn't, and she knew it, and it was a sight of relief she let out when he vanished.

Nwo for her to find a place to power down and call Derrick so he could get her. She was not about to make the walk home, she knew it, she would pass out long before she got home.