"You look as if you've been a bit scuffed up," Joanna says sympathetically, a few paces away with a plate of food in hand. She stands a little stiffly, not sure if Rory's accepting company and waiting for a nod before joining her fellow smalltown knight.

Unlike Rory, Joanna's taken no injuries, but she's got a similar worn down energy, and she isn't managing a smile yet. The very beginning of the fight was overshadowed by the arguments about who should take the lead, what strategies to use... and then some of the younger, more energetic sorts got a rush on it. It's enough to reinforce her worries about how much she'll be able to contribute.