[Welp. At least she fell down facing the thing. At least she can still see its neck. She's not quite where she's good for talking out loud though, so she'll be replying mentally.]

Grab... grab my daggers before they disappear. Joscelin... made them for me.

[And he's gone. For fuck knows how long.]

... can heal... use blood in me already... gonna need more... ugh.