It was a difficult thing to watch. Not for the last time, she wished she'd had any talent at all for healing magic, and what little she knew wouldn't be of much help to her now. Thought she might be able to offer her some relief when it was all over.

She'd stay, despite that. Amélie would need the hand up and out, perhaps a shoulder to lean on, on the way back to camp. At the very least, she'd need help traversing the forest with her leg likely to be paining her something very terrible.

One went almost out of impulse to her left side, as if to grasp something no longer there, before falling away again.