practicality

Sheska took a deep breath and for a moment, she wasn't sure if she was going to cry, yell, or do something completely different. As it was, she removed her glasses, rubbed her hands over her face, and exhaled a slow, shaky breath. She had promised him no lectures. If she just kept repeating that to herself, maybe it would make it true. She couldn't pretend everything was ok with this, though, and wound up keeping her hands over her face when she next spoke. "Um... How long are you going to be healing?"