Blinking, she glances up at Espio, refusing to move from her spot. With a huff, she turns her face to lay on her cheek. "'m fine, 'm fine! Just cursin' this heatwave! Feels like 'm meltin' into a puddle!" Dramatic whine!
Espio would notice her on the floor, seemingly in quite a bit of distress. "Are you alright, ma'am? Do you need any assistance?"