Wil was hurt. Not terribly badly, but a gash to the arm that had hurt his aim? Not a great situation to be in while flanked by axemen. Trying to dash into some nearby brush, the Pharean archer dabbed at his forearm with care not to spill too much blood onto the ground. The blotches of red dripping from the wound would be a tell-tale sign of which way he was heading, after all. Even a novice fighter could find him if he allowed himself to be guided by his instincts to flee immediately.
If this had been a mercenary Pegasus knight hired by the bandits, then Wil might have been in trouble. However, the small blue reigns were unmistakably one of their allies', fluttering in the wind as the horse descended.
"Wil?"
It was Florina, who dismounted from her Pegasus, looking concerned. She looked...different from the shy, quiet girl at camp that couldn't look him in the eye.
"Y-you're hurt. What happened?"
"A stray hand axe, I guess." The brown-haired archer smiled sheepishly, trying to distract himself from the pain with conversation. "And I'm a little low on vulneraries. Would you happen to have one on ya?"
"Huey used my last drops for a leg sprain, sorry..." Florina frowned. "B-but...I can carry you to Serra. She'll know what to do."
"Are you sure?" He turned back to look at three axemen approaching. With Florina only equipped with a slim lance and his bow useless for the moment, this was going to be a risky escape.
"A pegasus knight never leaves an ally behind," said Florina. "I...I cannot leave you here!" With that, she began to help him onto Huey, already scanning the skies for the fastest route back to camp.
Later, Wil quietly sat in the makeshift infirmary of Lyndis' Legion, watching the soft blue glow of Serra's healing staff as she intently stared at the wound. To the side stood Florina, looking relieved as she nursed a cut of her own, retained on the way back.
"I'm really sorry about that. Weighing you down so we couldn't go that fast..." Wil started.
"D-don't be," She replied, a small smile on her face. "I was very happy to help you, regardless of what it costs."
And in a tiny, quiet voice, Florina added. "That's what f..friends are for, right, Wil?"