11-07-2017, 09:12 PM
Margot was asleep when Ned awoke, but his voice jostled her from a sleep shallow and on-edge and she jerked up from where she'd curled with her head propped up against the arm of the chair. This evoked a small gasp of discomfort before she shifted about into a sitting position and cupped a hand to her head. Her fingers felt wet and came back with tinges of blood still in the water.
"Barely," she told him weakly and flatly alike. She lifted her eyes to look at him from partway across the room, but they flinched closed again when the sound of the door throwing open and the Doc shouting through the house filled the air. She turned her head toward the door and shouted back (though her shout was weak and quiet and wavered at the end): "We're in the study!"
Then, to Ned, in a quiet and watery voice: "Will's out of it. ...I'm so glad we didn't kill you..."
"Barely," she told him weakly and flatly alike. She lifted her eyes to look at him from partway across the room, but they flinched closed again when the sound of the door throwing open and the Doc shouting through the house filled the air. She turned her head toward the door and shouted back (though her shout was weak and quiet and wavered at the end): "We're in the study!"
Then, to Ned, in a quiet and watery voice: "Will's out of it. ...I'm so glad we didn't kill you..."