[Quiet Man Cometh]

Blinking a couple times to clear the water from her eyes, it's a moment before Godiva sees Astra hunched over. She shakes her head a little, and puts her hand on Astra's shoulder.

"Are you alright?" she asks with genuine concern, still breathing a little quickly from the exertion.

She had pulled her hair out from where it was caught in her armour: a few strands, broken and kinked, still between the plates.