[Ginia watches him go until he's lost in the crowd, then she's watching and looking just threatening enough to keep everyone else at bay. She sees the looks in the crowd. The ones wanting to recruit her, the ones wanting to fight her, the ones wanting to fuck her, and really the three aren't exclusive. She's tall and pretty and throws a good punch and if she knows how to leverage that, so do others.

She eases up on the scowling when Eugene returns. Runs a fingernail around the seal before cracking it and downing most of the bottle in one go.]

Seems like it. Not feeling anything when I breathe, nothing dislocated or sprained.

[It takes a bit of juggling between keeping the ice on her face and signing, but she's used to it. The cold feels nice and she sighs a bit into it.]

Helping out the house or managed to find your way in here on your own?