Noting the strain, Korrin shakes her head. "It's alright, don't force yourself. You need the rest more than I do. The important thing is that you're all safe now." And anyone else who tries to exploit the shardbearers will have her blazing hatred to deal with.

Glancing down to it, she sighs. "Ruby bit it, in her wolf form. Maybe it's that or whatever experiment they did on her, but the healing mist grenade only took some of the ache away, didn't even close it. That'll teach me to be a dumbass and stand in front of a lyrium-mad wolf."