Fíadh hasn't actually taken the time yet to check over herself, it wasn't as important as everything else. But she definitely feels pain. So she takes a moment to inspect her person, checking her arms, legs, and running her hands over her back to-

A harsh intake of air slips through her teeth as she feels the stab in her lower back. Quickly she brings her hand back to find blood over her fingers. Wonderful. Twisting to get a better view she sees blood seeping through her blouse, and quickly pulling it up there's what appears to be some sort of puncture wound.

"Huh."

Well that's a problem. But one she can solve later. Slowly she lowers her shirt back down and turns to look at Farogil, who even with his poor blackened eye manages to give a thumbs up. In solidarity, Fíadh raises a bloody thumb in affirmation.