[It takes a moment for Silver to move, but he eventually picks himself up and... decides on sitting for the moment, because god damn, that hurt.]
Are you okay?
[Silver isn't without his fair share of bruises, particularly on his face- that tends to happen when you eat it directly down a hill with said face- but that's not nearly as noticeable as the fact that he managed a nosebleed in the process, and noses don't do things like sane people. ...Probably because they're noses.]
Shit.
[He tries to wipe the veritable faucet coming out of his face with his arm, but it's a temporary fix at best. Good thing he brought supplies...]
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Are you okay?
[Silver isn't without his fair share of bruises, particularly on his face- that tends to happen when you eat it directly down a hill with said face- but that's not nearly as noticeable as the fact that he managed a nosebleed in the process, and noses don't do things like sane people. ...Probably because they're noses.]
Shit.
[He tries to wipe the veritable faucet coming out of his face with his arm, but it's a temporary fix at best. Good thing he brought supplies...]