[ she hands him the water she hadn't yet gotten a chance to indulge in yet. no period-accurate goblet in sight, just a bright red solo cup being passed out beside giant turkey legs and cheese-covered fries. seems the attention to detail stops right around where the clothing does, if clothing were involved at all. (she has, almost immediately upon noticing, been avoiding the rest of the tournaments on the slightest chance they, too, would be conducted just as nakedly as the wrestling. it's really rather unfortunate she'd stumbled upon that one first.) ]
Don't worry about it, [ comes her easy dismissal of his gratitude. not that she necessarily dismisses it so much as she steps aside to let it go along its merry way. she had clearly only done what anyone else in such a position would do. nothing to make any fanfare about. ] I'm glad you're okay... but you might want to stick to soft foods for a while.
as it should be
Don't worry about it, [ comes her easy dismissal of his gratitude. not that she necessarily dismisses it so much as she steps aside to let it go along its merry way. she had clearly only done what anyone else in such a position would do. nothing to make any fanfare about. ] I'm glad you're okay... but you might want to stick to soft foods for a while.
[ undoubtedly his throat will feel raw. ]