The thrashing of the filly was dying down a little, as if her body was adapting towards the pain. It still stung and made her hiss like a frighten animal, but the foal could somewhat control herself. Her magenta eyes watered and soon enough she began to hear a voice to her left. At first, she thought it was some nurse that would come in and take a mere check-up on her. The usually "make sure bandages were on, ensure she wasn't in pain, and leave with a friendly smile," type of routine. Honestly, whilst the staff of the hospital was friendly and kind, the pegasus wondered if they truly meant the emotions they emitted. That of care and helpfulness, well, to most ponies that answer would be obvious.
For Scootaloo, it was hard to trust anypony anymore. Why? Funny you should ask, even she doesn't fully know herself. Remnants of her past warned her, seeing how grim and dark the world really is. What life is like outside of Equestria, and how grateful ponies should be for their seemingly peaceful society. Scootaloo didn't fully understand what happened in the past year, but it was defiantly a life-changing experience. One that, whether she like or not, would have to live with for the rest of her days.
Focusing back on her wing cramp, the cringing filly soon heard Rainbow Dash's strong voice boom throughout the room. As if some natural reaction, she completely stopped crying and looked up. Her wings still twitched in pain, but for a brief moment the foal had her bright eyes centered on her idol. "D-Dash!" she exclaimed in happiness, wincing again as she tried to move a little. Trying to formulate some words, the foal sat up, the pain beginning once again to escalate slowly in intensity. Hearing her instructions, the filly did her best to follow them.
Which, with a pair of broken wings, didn't exactly work that much. Scootaloo was able to stretch them out a little, but due the fractures such movement was generally limited. Plus, if she tried to strain them, it would only cause more damage. So the foal was stuck in this odd "limbo" position if you will. Trying to stretch her wings to stop pain, but stretching them may possibly cause another form of pain. Still, within a few minutes, her face calmed down as the cramp was beginning to subside. Continuing to stretch, she looked at the mare, the bed sheets pulled up to the foal's neck.
"R-Rainbow Dash, a...Thanks for the help. D-Does the town know that I'm here?" Scootaloo asked in a soft voice, trying to sound spunky but mainly just wanting to communicate with her idol. It had been so long, and so chaotic ever since the two met in the Whitetail. But, for once, Scootaloo felt like she could have a more relaxed conversation with Dash. You know, without Dash bathing her or carrying her flank above the whole town and back.