"Blood shot," Tai Feng repeated. "Yes, that. ...Thank you."

She felt pretty alright now. She took a tentative breath, and no longer felt like someone set her on fire in response. She didn't t quite sit up yet, letting it settle a little more. "He is big bad jerk," Tai Feng assured Eileen. "They kill many people. Seem like everyone they see. I was try to break through, get out, but he was in way."

She lifted her hand with her new-found dexterity, making a sweeping gesture indicating both her rough trajectory on the throw and how well that worked out for her.