One would think that the troll had crushed her windpipe or something by the way Zinnia had remained mute. She'd let them do what they needed to, nodding when necessary. But when a question was turned directly to her and what she might want, she couldn't help but to stare mutely again and blinking.

"I.. no," she said with a slight shake of her head, "It's okay. I'm fine." And she was. Or at least she thought she was. Perhaps it was still just the shock of it all but she didn't really feel a whole lot of anything. Mentally or physically. She supposed that the pain potion could also be to blame for that.

And then it became clear it would be time to set her wrist. She nodded and then braced herself. She didn't know what to expect but she just hoped it would be done quickly.

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