She thought to herself.He was dead?
"Did you kill him?" Misty crouched in the side of the man, paying attention to all the details of his neck, trying to see if he was bitten or not, she holds in his pulse also to try see if she feels his heartbeat. Sincerely, Misty worries too much about people, it was a flaw to her.
She looks to the face of the man, he was with his eyes closed. She even wondered if he was dead or not.