The pain on her butt is nothing compared to the stain on her dignity. She almost forgot about the wounded woman standing in front of her, muttering curses under her breath about never running toward a person again.

"...And who might you be?" the woman asks her. Ashe quickly looks up at the expressionless woman. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to help yourself up. I'm in... a pretty horrible condition." Ashe realizes that she should be the one helping the woman not the other way around, and getting back on her foot as quick as possible, she searches her pocket for healing items.

"I am Ashe," she introduces herself while still scrambling in her pocket. "Zexion, your friend I believe, has summoned me to help you. I am not much of a healer, but I can get you in better shape than this, at the very least."