[there. breastplate and shin guards off; there really is a Lucina under all this plate metal! she lets out a sigh, now that some of this weight is off, letting exhaustion show for just a beat before noticing Iris' expression, at which she straightens up quickly.]

Oh, don't worry. He's still on the mend, anyway! I don't mind picking up the slack at all.

[besides, she doesn't want to make out like she can't handle a little absentee leader time...that wouldn't be fair to him.

she scoots armor aside as much as she can and pads over to the counter.]

...How have you been? What's overwhelming you?