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Amelia stepped back hearing Eleanor’s protesting words. “Okay,” She put her hands out with wide eyes. “Just being a helpful part of the Crew,” She told the farmer. The blonde hadn’t really known what had happened while she was away. But she did notice Eleanor’s ankle wasn’t as strong as before. She wanted to offer anything to help, as she normally would. But she also knew Eleanor wouldn’t want that. “Well if you need anything let me know. Looked like a nasty fall.”
“There is no need. I don’t require help or assistance.” So really Amelia could be helpful to someone else because Eleanor was good. She would have accepted a hand from a few people but she did not feel comfortable enough with Amelia to show vulnerability. The farmer winced in pain as she propped herself up on her valid arm and then slowly attempted to get up. “It’s nothing compared to the attack. She'll be right.”











