Father Seraphim nodded his head as Nurse Gina spoke, "We were on our way to Church when I saw her...She was stumbling in the middle of the street.  She's very blessed that we did not hit her with the car. The rain is just horrible outside," Father Seraphim drew in a deep breath, "Thank God, she has such wonderful nurses to look after her," he spoke gracefully to the nurse as his thumb rubbed against the black wool rope in his hand.  He was praying in his mind as he spoke aloud, "Is there anyway we can get ahold of her parents?" It was clear the priest had no idea who injected her or what her relationship with her family was.

Aleksandr unfolded his arms as he watched Sylv stare at the blood seeping through her bandage.  He could smell the sweet nectar. It smelled sickly, and yet it still made him salivate.  He hadn't been hungry for a while now, but something changed once the nurse had pierced Sylv's skin. He looked away from Sylv and concentrated on Nurse Gina.  Something wasn't right. She was supposed to be at work this evening.  If she was at work, then why was she in the middle of the streets.  The phone call she received also seemed to be a bit odd--did it have anything to do with her lack of being at work?

He re-folded his arms.  His puppy dog eyes looked more solemn and tired now.  He glanced at his father; he looked exceptionally tired.  He had just spent his whole day in Caligo Hospital because of the man who past away from a heart attack, and now he was spending his evening in the Emergency Room.  It did not really bother the priest.  He had other things that worried him more.  However, he was very concerned about the young lady.  He and Aleksandr were not about to leave her unless she was fine.  She was their responsibility, now. [@Arista]