"Heh, yeah. I mean if you're used to concussions. Or maybe you're just hard-headed." [It was a bit of a mean-spirited joke, but one that was intending to break the awkwardness a little.
As the mismatched gloves peel back the bangs over the wound, her attention focuses more keenly on the oozing nature of the injury. Huh. That's weird? In the circus the inhabitants would get injured quite frequently, but she couldn't really recall anything causing a lasting injury...
She draws a little closer and breathes, the subtle scent of sweat and iron drifting from the injury. Her eyes dilate to simple circles once she realizes what is happening.] "...you're... ...you're bleeding." [Like flipping a switch, the barely held facade truly begins to break, and she starts looking around the room wildly, noticing the other injuries that were all around her and realizing that, for the ones that are currently experiencing them, they were real as well.]
"CAINE????" [The jester cups her hands to her mouth and starts yelling into the night sky.] "THIS IS ENOUGH OF THIS! CAINE, THIS ISN'T FUNNY! THESE PEOPLE ARE REALLY GETTING INJURED! CAINE???? CAINE, I WANT TO GO BACK TO THE CIRCUS! CAINE!!!? [Each calling to this unknown person causes her voice to get louder and more desperate as she pulls away calling on some higher power that doesn't seem to be paying her much heed.]
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As the mismatched gloves peel back the bangs over the wound, her attention focuses more keenly on the oozing nature of the injury. Huh. That's weird? In the circus the inhabitants would get injured quite frequently, but she couldn't really recall anything causing a lasting injury...
She draws a little closer and breathes, the subtle scent of sweat and iron drifting from the injury. Her eyes dilate to simple circles once she realizes what is happening.] "...you're... ...you're bleeding." [Like flipping a switch, the barely held facade truly begins to break, and she starts looking around the room wildly, noticing the other injuries that were all around her and realizing that, for the ones that are currently experiencing them, they were real as well.]
"CAINE????" [The jester cups her hands to her mouth and starts yelling into the night sky.] "THIS IS ENOUGH OF THIS! CAINE, THIS ISN'T FUNNY! THESE PEOPLE ARE REALLY GETTING INJURED! CAINE???? CAINE, I WANT TO GO BACK TO THE CIRCUS! CAINE!!!? [Each calling to this unknown person causes her voice to get louder and more desperate as she pulls away calling on some higher power that doesn't seem to be paying her much heed.]