Hera goes silent and still for a few moments to check. Her toes flex, and her ankles. Her knees are all right, and her hip flexors. Her core is fine. Her fingers are a little stiff, but they bend, and she can even feel the tips (they sting).

Nothing hurts like her lekku do, and for a moment she feels her breath speed up as she considers whether they might be frostbitten.

"M-my l-lekku -- the h-hurt. Wh-which is p-probably g-good, b-but -- "

She hisses a little between her teeth, anyway.