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Isaac twinged in discomfort as he and Phoenix shot up into the air. He felt as though his stomach had dropped into his feat, his heart had jumped into his throat, and all of his other organs had left his body to go to a rave. He was barely able to resist the urge to scream as the pair glided through the air, so far above the ground that Isaac could barely make out the people who walked the streets below them. Before long, however, Phoenix and Isaac touched down on the roof of a building. Isaac dropped to the snow covered concrete when Phoenix let go of him, breathing heavily in response to the shock of the sudden flight.

Looking up at Isaac Phoenix smile a little, "You alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," he gasped in response, pushing himself up to a standing position. "Just a little bloodied up-" Isaac froze. He hadn't been hit with anything, had he? His shield had protected him during the explosion, and nothing had grazed him when he was meditating earlier...

Isaac whipped around, gasping in shock as he saw Phoenix's bullet wound. "Why the hell are you asking if I'm okay?" he cried, his calm facade shattering in an instant. "You're the one who's dying here! I can get that out, hold on." Isaac gathered sone surrounding snow and melted it, super heating the water momentarily to sterilize it. If he was going to treat the wound, he'd have to clean it. Once he was ready, he collected the water around his hand and went in-

Wait.

Isaac's face immediately flushed red as he realized where the wound was. The entry wound was in her lower chest, dangerously close to her... "Um, I k-kind of need your permission to treat the wound..." he stuttered, his face getting even redder. "Y-you know, because..."