[center]“Ryanair, sit up slowly and let Lye remove the needle. You'll be in charge of keeping watch over Kieran’s vitals.” Wolff stated after the blood mixed and merged, his brows furrowed in thought. He stacked both trays atop of another and set them down on a small table that had a small sink, he then turned and focused on his patient. The blonde did as told and slowly sat up, his stomach rolling in protest at the movement. He ignores it and soon the needle is out of his arm and Lye is gently helping him to his feet. 

“Sure, but...why am I ‘in charge?’” He asked as the mage led him to a spinny chair, a small box of juice is then pressed into his hand. Lye moves back to where Clara still lays and offers a small smile before moving the bed closer to Kieran’s. 

“Your negative, so you'll need to watch the transfusion. It's not a punishment though it's more of an option, he knows you won't refuse” The last part is whispered into his ear as the mage stands beside hin, the blonde blinks and nods as he sticks the straw into his drink. The sun had lowered and with it dinner would soon be underway, he watched as Wolff worked between both Clara and Kieran. 

“I don't mind.” He offers into the room, he smiles softly when he sees Wolff’s shoulders drop and the tension leave his body somewhat. His chest didn't hurt as much and now the blonde feels a mixture of exhaustion and worry settle into his stomach.

[i]It's all his doing, that damn Shadow Mage [/i]

The blonde focuses on finishing his drink and trying to keep his eyes open. [/center]

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