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Lanuya heard the moans of pain from the couch and saw Samil. "Hold on David, I think Samil is really hurt!" Lanuya protested, stoping short. Samil's back was gushing blood and as he spoke softly to himself, blood dripped from his mouth, staining the cusions on the couch with maroon. Lanuay watched, frozen in horror as Samil collapsed onto the floor, his own blood begining to pool around him. She gasped, all thoughts of covering herself up better fleeing her mind as she ran over to him. "Samil?" she said softly, kneeling beside him and touching his back gently. When he didn't respond she rolled him onto his stomach. "Sugar, Velvet, get the first aid kit. We need to stop the blood." Her two kittens ran off and Lanuya took off Samil's soaked shirt, murmring apolologizes for not taking his advice and leaving when he first told her. Suagr and Velvet returned with the kit and Lanuya took out the wrapping tape, wiping away the blood first with the disinfectant pad. Once the blood was mostly clear she gently wrapped his wound, haulting the flow of blood even if temporarly. Rolling him carefully onto his back Lanuya touched his forehead and slowly entered Samil's mind. Lanuay only dared do this if she was exceptionally worried. 'Samil?' she tread delicately, her voice soft and her real body motionless. It was like she was in a trance, unable to hear what the outside world said, instead focusing on listening for Samil's voice. 'Can you hear me? Oh Samil; please respond...!'