The boat rocked with the waves, uneasy upon the open sea as the dark clouds roiled maliciously, displaying their fury in the sky at the boat's forward. Stuck in the boat by herself and the storm was knocking on her door, she couldn't feel her legs and the frigid sea bit at her skin like an angry dog at the bone. The frost seemed to pass through her skin and waft over her bones, chilling her to the core. The boat began to rock harder, threatening to overturn. There was a great crack as the boat met rock, a loud splitting of wood before everything went dark.

The feeling of motion sickness hit her as soon as she came back to the conscious world, her vision swayed and twisted slowly as waves of dizziness fogged up her thoughts and brought her hands to the sides of her head in an attempt to steady it. Dreaming was always unpleasant after helping people, but it didn't always make sense. Her hair looked something like a bramble bush, all messy and scraggly, she obviously shifted in her sleep. The shirt she was wearing was still slick with blood and crusted with burnt flesh, but the skin beneath was smooth and clear with slight paling where the burn originally was. She looked down and lifted her shirt to observe before sighing. _'Gotta have my medals I guess.'_, she mused to herself as she put the shirt back down again and turned her head to look at this... stranger.

The fact that he had spoken hadn't even registered to her until after a few seconds of her staring at him in confusion. "O-oh! Uhhh -- yeah. Yeah, I guess. Just a bit dizzy and queasy, y'know? It'll pass in a moment. Are you injured at all? Did you need tending to?" She stood slowly, a hand clutched over her stomach to guard against what she could only describe as potential pain, or phantom pain. The fact that her stomach wounds had healed was nothing out of the ordinary to her, so she didn't question it too much. That sunbathing nap must have done the trick. She looks to the man at her side for a moment with a quizzical furrow of her brow, eyes making for an unintentionally piercing stare. "Who exactly _ARE_ you? I haven't seen you around these parts before, man." She questioned with a hint of cautious scepticism, taking a small step back in the process.