[When he reaches her she's still struggling to get up. There's blood running down her chin and from her nose and a few long tendrils of thorns slicked with blood cast off to the side. Two short, one quite long and tipped with broken roots.
She coughs some more, and the blood spatters. But she speaks clearer now.]
Little cat? How do you know my name?
[Then she stiffens. She speaks urgently, glancing all around.]
Is my prince on his way? Have you seen him? He's supposed to—
[ he physically recoils upon seeing how bad of a state she's in, more out of frustration that this has happened to her rather than repulsion. but he pads his way closer, getting a look to see if there's anyway he can help her or at least find the real reason she's bleeding this much. ]
Never mind that. Your prince...has to be on his way, but we can't wait for him. We have to try and help you now while we can. [ yeah. don't wait on a man! he guesses. right? especially since he has a sinking feeling no one's going to come. ]
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She coughs some more, and the blood spatters. But she speaks clearer now.]
Little cat? How do you know my name?
[Then she stiffens. She speaks urgently, glancing all around.]
Is my prince on his way? Have you seen him? He's supposed to—
[And she breaks off coughing.]
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Never mind that. Your prince...has to be on his way, but we can't wait for him. We have to try and help you now while we can. [ yeah. don't wait on a man! he guesses. right? especially since he has a sinking feeling no one's going to come. ]