Xion raced to gather the appropriate first-aid materials for the bloodied woman.
This world was vastly different from any she’d seen before; that much was already apparent. But when the first thing to greet her was the sight of a woman have an aerial spin-out out of the forest — attached to the strangest contraption of ropes — and onto the ground at her feet…what could she do but offer to aid her? Upon her return, Xion knelt onto the soil beside the injured soldier.
“—H-how did this….”
After seeing the wound from this close up, she needed a few moments to collect herself. Struggling against the sudden wooziness, Xion finished her sentence.
“…what happened out there?”
This wouldn’t be the first time that Petra’s met someone who wasn’t a soldier, but the woman in front of her was not from here.
The information in question was apparent as golden eyes spot the black clock she wears; after all, it wasn’t that cold outside to wear something as hot as that. This instantly attracts her attention; if this girl wasn’t from here, then she didn’t know what Titans were. The thought alone scares Petra; if she was injured to the point where she couldn’t move much, then she couldn’t protect her.
Still, she’s grateful for the aid after sustaining an injury, and when the other comes back she has her leg propped up as much as she’s able to. Wincing ever so slightly her face softens slightly at the question of her injury. Well, it was bound to be asked sooner or later.
"It’s a long story. Say, have you ever heard of Titans?”
