She fell asleep being petted, and wakes up to the same - a large steady hand, steady and soothing.
...
Combined with the fuzzy-headedness of bloodloss, it's giving her a distinct feeling of being lost in Wonderland at the moment, unable to quite get her bearings.
Bed.
Right. Dratted ridiculously comfortable bed that will be her downfall and possibly swallow her whole. That one.
...
She should get up. Or. Uppish. Make an effort, as it were.
The petting's nice.
Up, Simmons.
"This thing should come with a warning label." Jemma mutters as she works on the whole 'sitting up' thing. It's a process, where the distinct woozy feeling is not helping things one tiny bit.
no subject
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Combined with the fuzzy-headedness of bloodloss, it's giving her a distinct feeling of being lost in Wonderland at the moment, unable to quite get her bearings.
Bed.
Right. Dratted ridiculously comfortable bed that will be her downfall and possibly swallow her whole. That one.
...
She should get up. Or. Uppish. Make an effort, as it were.
The petting's nice.
Up, Simmons.
"This thing should come with a warning label." Jemma mutters as she works on the whole 'sitting up' thing. It's a process, where the distinct woozy feeling is not helping things one tiny bit.