A hand touched her shoulder, before sliding to her upper arm to lift her easily into a sitting position. Hey look Sherry, it was Kelly. How long she'd been watching was anybody's guess, but that the Spartan was slightly concerned was easy enough to see. Kneeling next to the girl, she gave Sherry a quick once over. Satisfied that nothing was broken or sprained, her features returned to their usual, placid expression as she pulled some disinfectant from a bag she carried.

"They don't look that bad. We'll get them cleaned then you can go again." What, you were expecting a time out because you got hurt? That's just not the Spartan way, Sherry. Besides, how're you gonna keep running from something if you're hurt and your life depends on it if you can't when you're just hurt? "You were doing good, steady up the pace a little, longer strides. And trying not to imagine up any rocks into your Sensorium track would probably help." A slight smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

Though maybe that rock was Kelly's? She's not that mean though, right? She likes, you Sherry!