“ Oh, you're up now! ” Lapis commented, seeing her previous opponent conscious again as she passes through the medical tent. “ I saw you get taken in here earlier, but you didn't look so good. The healers made it seem like it'd be a no-go to approach you, but if you're up now, are you feeling better? ”
She in truth had no idea what actually had gotten him defeated. There wasn't an obvious wound that she could see from far away, and there were all manners of weaponry and spells being deployed on the mock battlefield.
“ As you know, I got out earlier, so I'm feeling much better. ” If there was any ill will, she wasn't expressing it. “ So if you need something or somebody fetched for you, I can go do that, no problem. Things are a little crazy around here right now, so I don't mind helping out! ”
As if to prove it, she puts up both of her fists, lightly flexing her arms.
He was only a touch surprised when the pink-haired girl approached him in the medical tent - seemed the type not to hold a grudge. What did surprise Raven was the indication from her that she was looking out for him, watching his physical state, the offering of favors.
He tried not to show it on his face, but it wasn't something he was accustomed to.
The flex was endearing, and Raven couldn't help that the corner of his mouth quirked upward.
"You hardly look like you've been through a battle, let alone lost one." It wasn't said with any bite, and might have bordered on a tease. Indeed, she looked as hale as ever, the bustling energy of someone who wanted something to do. He shook his head; "Sorry to disappoint, but - "
A pause, his eyes flicking to the kit that had been stripped from him.
"Actually, hang on."
Moving about wasn't so huge an effort that it might have showed how tired he still was, but Raven rose from his cot nevertheless, taking the two long strides to where his equipment propped against the wall, including the dull metal of a shield unfamiliar to his normal fighting style.
Hefting it in his grip, he turned to face her, and extended the shield back to its original owner. "It...served me well, when it served at all. But..." A shake of his head. "Perhaps it missed you."
He cocked his head when the shield settled back into her hands, and with a sigh he situated himself back onto his cot. "You know, on second thought, I am still feeling...tired. Would you mind grabbing that flagon of juice for me? And...maybe two cups."