"We're not going to talk about my leg, Sion," Akiha snapped as the gondola zoomed them up to the skyisland.

The meister was taking the moment to wrap an ace bandage tight about the padded shin 'armor' she'd found - yes, it was a soccer shinguard, shut up - to protect her still tender leg from further damage and added support for her ankle. She already had the strongest non-hospital issued painkillers available working through her system as she was unwilling to sit out this mission.

It wasn't just a mission. This was a direct attack. Death City may not be her home, but she'd be damned if she was going to sit by and let the enemy preventing her from returning home invade where she was forced to stay. She just... had to deal with her ankle.

And her partner.