Sound the alarm [OPEN]

Of course, her Sword. Had the situation not been so unfathomably bleak Ronin might have rolled his eyes, but instead he settled on a strained smile as he set her down on the table and lit a few lanterns to provide the room with more light. He returned the pressure to her side, using both hands this time, and while it might be uncomfortable Ronin was determined that he would not let the teenager die on his table. "Hey," he said softly as he realised she was crying. "It's alright. We'll... we will fix this, Edy. We'll find out who she was and what happened." It was enough for now, for Ronin, to selfishly confirm that it was no one immediately familiar to them. The wait for help was agonising, and Ronin spent it trying his best to keep Edrei comfortable and to stop her bleeding out. He kept her talking where he could, with lewd and crude jokes and the odd insult - anything to keep her mind off what had happened and what she'd seen. When Vanya did return it was with a couple of healers from the infirmary. Not Isla, Ronin noticed, and the ex-captain could have kicked himself. However, it did seem as though the two Vanya had brought possessed healing magic, which was a gods damned blessing. "Okay, Edy," Ronin murmured, relieving the pressure on the wound so the healer could get to it and moving to crouch by the table, slipping his hand into hers. "I'm not going anywhere, alright?" TALIESIN SO LOOK, AND CONNECT WE'RE REFUSING TO RUST HEALING HAS TO BEGIN IN THE PAST