C'kayah visibly winced as the man's hand went to his side. "Carefully, friend, I suspect a broken rib. You don't want to move too much, or you'll risk a punctured lung."
He slipped the seal into the large leather pouch hanging from his belt, withdrawing a handful of gil which he underhanded to the other Miqo'te.
"You, Sultansworn. My friend is injured. Do me a favor and stay with him while I fetch a healer. There'll be more gil for your trouble when I return."
The nearest healer that he knew of was M'liss, five blocks away. Funnily enough, he did intend to fetch her. He'd watched the fight, that Elezen had landed a near-killing blow on the man. Turning to go, he raised a cautioning finger. "Don't let him move, too. I think he's in shock, he won't know if he hurts himself more."
He slipped the seal into the large leather pouch hanging from his belt, withdrawing a handful of gil which he underhanded to the other Miqo'te.
"You, Sultansworn. My friend is injured. Do me a favor and stay with him while I fetch a healer. There'll be more gil for your trouble when I return."
The nearest healer that he knew of was M'liss, five blocks away. Funnily enough, he did intend to fetch her. He'd watched the fight, that Elezen had landed a near-killing blow on the man. Turning to go, he raised a cautioning finger. "Don't let him move, too. I think he's in shock, he won't know if he hurts himself more."
