[Without eyes or earthbending, her ears catch the flutter, but little else. An eyebrow shifts up at his words if he can catch it, but otherwise she makes little comment, letting him poke and prod at her hands, only hissing softly at one particular finger -- a middle one -- that's apparently fractured. Aside from the serious bruising and cuts, bones and tendons are in pretty miraculous shape -- possibly due to the considerable amount of callus and strength her fingers have built over time.]
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