Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24376783-20160112204102/@comment-24376783-20160115205724

Berserker's hands tremble as she puts her weapon away.

Sylvania goes to her. "At least sit down for a bit."

Berserker glares at her. "I don't need you to help me."

"But you should at least help yourself, which means resting once in a while. You do want to be able to kill again, don't you?"

Berserker was silent for a moment before she sits down.