The floor and wall of the hallway felt cold as ice as Ricardo sat leaning back. He breathed heavily as he watched his wounds slowly close right before his eyes. By this point, he had almost forgotten that there were two people right behind him. It wasn't until he heard the sizzling of someone else's sweat and blood that was he reminded. The young blonde headed boy was emerging from the thick of the barbed wire, with the little girl still firmly on his back. Ricardo couldn't help but feel a little ashamed for not doing the same thing for her, but to be honest, he thought she would have wanted to turn back long before the hallway became too gruesome. 

Still, Ricardo felt compelled to help, even if it was just in the slightest. He scrambled to the edge of the barbed wire and began helping the boy pull the barbed wire apart. He would still be torn to shreds on the bottom side, but at least the girl could be spared of the last few grueling feet. When the two were finally out, the boy collapsed on the floor. Ricardo was well aware of what he was feeling at the moment: relief and accomplishment. 

Ricardo let the two recover for a moment, both physically and mentally before trying to talk to them. Unfortunately, he couldn't think of anything too worth while to say, but none the less, he tried. "Rest easy you two. You're safe now." What a cheesy thing to say, but he hoped that his words were at least slightly comforting.