For a brief moment Ange considers lying and not mentioning her injury, given it's bound to be a matter of not doing anything too active for a couple days...but at a time like this, perhaps pretending you can handle things yourself is a bad idea. Ange winces, slowing down, looking around to make sure no Nightrender is nearby. Uf, her heart is beating so fast, now more for the adrenaline than the terror those things exude.

"I think I took a wrong step at some point, I have a sore ankle. It's nothing some rest can't solve"

And if it turns out to be worse than that, well, some healer in the party should take care of it, she supposes.

"That was terrifying...I hope those people you rescued got away safely"

Those people Cammie rescued. Ange hardly feels like she contributed to that, given how she needed some rescuing herself. She feels pretty stupid about her actions, truthfully.