She took his arm gratefully, using it as a nice, solid rock against jolting her ribs too much! "Right, that was a rib too wasn't it?" Braig had been rolled against a chunk of driftwood one a rough wave. "I mostly remember the bruising and the knee." Not broken, thankfully, but very, very swollen.

What had Braig done for that?

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"I can't sleep through it I have midterms!"