[She wants to scoff at his observation, but ends up jumping in surprise when he suddenly tends to her lip.] Ah, your coat-- [She frowns at the streak of red, hoping it'll come out and not be some weird, constant reminder of the mermaid who showed too much skin.

Her eyes flick to his face and then down to the ground, slowly hugging her knees to her chest.] ...It hurts. And I'm tired. [She feels like she doesn't quite have to repeat that, since it's obvious and she's said before, but 'it hurts' and 'I'm tired' encompasses much more than just the pain in her legs and her general sleepiness. Being away from home and family hurts. Trying to pretend she doesn't care about the scars that form ugly paths over her once-beautiful skin exhausts her.

Oona rubs her face briefly and takes a deep breath, stretching her legs out in front of her again.]

...You do not have to stay, you know. Will find a place to sleep. [She stifles a yawn and despite her words it seems more likely she'll just. lay down on the ground here again... Oona no.

Actually, that makes her wonder, and she looks at him fully again] Are you staying somewhere?