Sit down before you hurt your owies.”
“I am a Dark One!” he said, managing to stand upright at last, ignoring the pain and tearing feeling on his left side. “We do not have owies! We have grievous, nearly fatal injuries!”
“Pia,” Cora said(...). “Would you please get Alec a chair before he does more damage to, or topples over from, his grievous, nearly fatal injuries?

Autor: Katie MacAlister