[she's reluctant to take it- too prideful to want to- but having stopped, all of the aches and pains are catching up with her. She rearranges herself so that she's leaning against something, at least.]
I… [know my limits, she wants to say, except she's clearly demonstrated that's not true, and so she grimaces and looks off to the side instead.] Felled by a tree root… I'd never live it down.
Re: Mid-Cycle
I… [know my limits, she wants to say, except she's clearly demonstrated that's not true, and so she grimaces and looks off to the side instead.] Felled by a tree root… I'd never live it down.