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Vladimir looked at the father with a look of appreciation. He made his way back to her room and clenched his jaw when he saw her. He walked to her and gently held her hand. He looked up at her mother and inhaled. [color=lightblue]"....I'm...sorry"[/color] he looked back at Sasha and kissed her hand. His one visible eye filled with so many emotions it was hard to discern one from the other. A different sort of storm contained within. He had a habit of feeling resbonsibke for any pain or damage caused to those he loved. 

[color=lightblue]"I should have been faster..."[/color] he looked at the IV and studied it. He hoped they did not give her too much considering his numbing venom. He then looked at her mask and then her stitched and bandaged wounds. He ran his free hand through his hair and looked at her mother once more. [color=lightblue]"What did they say? Will she be alright?"[/color] the tone was soft filled with concern. The velvet tone of his voice replaced with sorrow.