It was for the best not to go peeking where she didn't want to see things. It was already horrific enough after all. Vira, when she was lifted, looked up into her eyes and offered as reassuring a smile as she could manage. "It's not attached at all. So I have to either carry or set it somewhere safe like my lap, or use the brace that your friend Setsuna made for me to help lock it in, but when we fell I think the angle was too much and it popped out as I stood. What I need you to do is make sure we don't get my hair caught between, so fan it out over my collar. I'll lock it again."

She snickered some, sighing as her nose crinkled. Unpleasant odors filtered through her nostrils and she controlled her reaction to it. They always came. But she was finding ways to cope with it all. "I can explain in a moment. It's not pleasant, as you might imagine. But I promise I'm not hurt, and I should warn you that I make terrible jokes. Helps with the stress to get ahead of them."

She meant it. really bad jokes.