Jinai scowled at him.
You know how it is. Is that all he could say!? Her hands tightened into fists and she was about ready to lung at him and strangle that scrawny-ass neck of his, and would have, but she had already forgotten about her knee, and fell face first onto the ground. Picking herself up, she growled up at Tenran through a curtain of her hair.
"I'm due an apology for more than my knee," she spoke bitterly, managing to sit up as she cast a glare over towards Cartwright, before looking towards Tenran again. A hand went for her dagger, only to realize, it was already gone. She narrowed her eyes upon him.
"It seems you have nice friends," she said, using the wall to help herself stand as she leaned into the wall. Gods, did her knee ache like a thousand hells.