[For just a second, she glances off to the side at that reminder of the lobby, but the protests quickly bubble up.]

H--hey, I totally could've won! [If it...hadn't gone down the way it did. If her blastia was working. If she was better at sigils. A beat later, then-] And--besides, she started the fight, not me.

[Although...the next phase of treatment gets her attention, as she eyes the rolled-up gauze. Something about it just seems...off, in her opinion...]

...Isn't a splint supposed to be hard, not...soft, like that stuff?