She'd at least managed to sit up, drawing a leg in to curl under her. One hand bending around her middle a moment, groaning as he came and plopped down beside her. She let the hand go and rested it on the ground. "There you are..." She let out another sigh and started to smile. "I think I got carried away with that last tank." She said with a half laugh, leaning back on her one arm, and holding her hand out. She called one of her lost Lightsabers to her, and carefully clipped it on her belt. The other sat on the ground where her hand had left it.

"I'm fine. Swear. Nothing broken, that I can tell. That last blast came on a bit faster then the first is all." She tried to assure him, giving him a tired smile. "You got hit. Are you hurt?"