[There's a slight pause, and then she nods. She doesn't know where her friends are - somewhere safe, she hopes. Away from crazed elves and murderous reindeer. She hadn't seen them on the streets when things got bad, and that's equal parts relieving and worrying.]
Yes, I'm... alone.
[Once they get somewhere safer to rest, she'll rip up her cloak and use it for bandages, maybe. That might help. Not for the first time, Sheba curses the fact that of her closest friends, she's the only one without healing magic.]
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Yes, I'm... alone.
[Once they get somewhere safer to rest, she'll rip up her cloak and use it for bandages, maybe. That might help. Not for the first time, Sheba curses the fact that of her closest friends, she's the only one without healing magic.]
Are you on your own too..?