Date: 2011-11-18 05:28 am (UTC)
[ Diana's grateful for the moment of reprieve since she's not sure just how much more her mind could take. She keeps on trying to console him, her fingers running through his hair, her other hand running up and down his back so that he didn't have to be alone in this suffering. She didn't want him to be alone. That time was over and done with.

She watches when the automail ports come to return with some curious intentions. What was the reason for those to reappear? Well, she figures she'll eventually find out. She almost wants to slump over, but no - she won't do that to him. He's her friend, dammit. It was her turn to take care of him.

But, no. She won't do that to him. When he slumps over, she takes a moment to breathe - to get some relief. She looks like a mess with his blood on her clothes, on her skin - but she doesn't mind it. With a push of strength, she tries to get him on to the couch and when she's done with that, she goes to make him comfy while she goes to clean up the blood.

Unfortunately, since her stomach's not all that strong yet, she does end up vomiting from the fear, pain, and the amount of emotions she experienced during that time. But, she makes a decent effort to be strong and instead of crying over it, she gets back up on her feet and continues at what she was doing while he rested. ]
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