There's a very long pause, wrestling with her pride and with practicality. In all likelihood Ellana has the right of it. Dear girl.
Finally her gaze lifts, slightly hazy but focused enough to respond, at least. "...very well. I suppose I'm not doing anyone much good in this state, am I?" she murmurs ruefully, the very corner of her lip curling upwards.
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Finally her gaze lifts, slightly hazy but focused enough to respond, at least. "...very well. I suppose I'm not doing anyone much good in this state, am I?" she murmurs ruefully, the very corner of her lip curling upwards.