Ashley doesn't even try and speak at first, just staring at him as she tries to assess her situation. At first focusing on the physical because that's easier than emotions. Thinking about the way her ribs feel with every breath, the way her hands ache but it's familiar and comforting in its own right. She thinks about how her leg hurts, and that she might limping a bit though she'll fight through it so that others don't see that's she's weaker than she was.
After a time though she finally nods, slowly, because in truth, she does feel better. All the aggression that her work normally worked through had been building up for so long that she hadn't realized how much she's been holding in until having an outlet for it.
"Yeah, I do," she finally admits out loud, finding her words even if they're not as determined as they might normally be. Pausing a moment, her mind racing over a million things before settling on the only ones she can think of.
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After a time though she finally nods, slowly, because in truth, she does feel better. All the aggression that her work normally worked through had been building up for so long that she hadn't realized how much she's been holding in until having an outlet for it.
"Yeah, I do," she finally admits out loud, finding her words even if they're not as determined as they might normally be. Pausing a moment, her mind racing over a million things before settling on the only ones she can think of.
"Thank you."