Damien was surprised by the hug as she cried and hugged her close to try and comfort her. That did not seem to last as she moved away from him and trying to get the blood off her hands. He wasn't sure what to do till he felt his wolf wanting to comfort her and help her calm down. But then he was confused.

Hearing it now from Ana and remembering what Lord Grant said both of them didn't make any sense. He tried to slowly reach out to her, to hug her again. "Wait! How could you've. That doesn't make sense. You saved many lives though. If it wasn't for you at each incident, they all would have died or worse! Remember when Panic Discord didn't even realize who you were and what you could do to her? Either way. It's not your fault. It's Discord's fault and we have another witness to it all." Damien explained. For If she didn't back away any further, he would meet her halfway as he pulled her gently to him to wrap her arms around her.

"Do not blame yourself i know I don't know what you were like during the war but I've seen you you've done so far."

Ana gasped when he hugged her. Shaking against him she paused then leaned into him and cried softly. “I’m sorry…it’s all a blur…I don’t know what happened…blood on my hands…I didn’t…” she seemed to be more confused then Damien had been.

"It's okay. Just breathe." Damien says softly. Rubbing circles on her back like how his mother use to when he was a pup.

Though this brought back his turmoil that he didn't want to think about and tightened his hold but not to hurt Ana while buryinghis face in her hair. He thought he killed someone that night and he had no idea how to cope with with it. Though it was just a neo-mharbh. It still had him wonder if he could ever take a person's life. That scared him.

Ana gasped into his chest when he held her tighter and she sensed his destress. “Damien? What’s wrong?” She moved her hand to his cheek then it hit her like a steam engine. His rage and blood lust, the gun shot ringing out. The crowd being held by her spell then her being hit. She saw everything from his eyes.

She moved her hand, gasping hard as she tried to calm down. Then she moved away and grabbed the bin by the bed, vomiting into it.

Damien was left confused by her moves and sudden actions that it worried him when she vomited into the bin. Walking over to where she was and went to place a hand on her shoulder but hesitated, feeling it was a bad idea seeing how she touched his cheek and something happened. Taking a moment more, he places a hand on her back and rubs carefully considering how she was possibly feeling. "Are you....okay?" He asks her with caution.

Ana nodded slowly and said “that was sloppy…I meant to ask what happened…but instead I used my touch to ask…got all of it in one shot…oh Damien..,I’m sorry…you must be so confused right now…I got hit and you jumped to protect me…” she swayed and fell into him, breathing a little harsh. “And I just …lost what small amount I got back to recharge…”

"It's quite alright. After a bit, you think you can stomach some food? Might help." He suggested. Offering a hand to help her up and over to the bed so she rest.

Ana took his hand and got up slowly. She stumbled half way to the bed and she held her head. “Dang it…I need more blood…but I can’t…” she sat on the bed, her head spinning. “How’s Dante?”

"I could ask Lord Grant to get you some. But....Dante is... not doing so well. He's a mess right now. The magic from the music. There's some still within him and it's messing with his emotions and pain that he can't wake up." Damien explains to her. "They wanted to ask for your help. But they know you're low on Mana. I'm sure once you've recovered that Dante can be helped, I can even monitor his progress in the mean time." He continued.

Ana looked at him as he spoke then she got back up, looking for something to go over the simple robe she was wearing. “I need to go help him now. His mind is being damaged the more that spell traps him. I have to release him. Where are my clothes?”

Damien sighed as he realized that there wasn't going to be stopping her, and that he will be placing her right back into bed afterwards. He decides to help Ana find her clothes.

Ana finds a thicker robe and puts it on then sees Damien’s face. “What is with the face? I haven’t seen that one yet” she moved to him, looking confused. “He needs me right?”

Damien sighs and nods. "But you just woke up. Your mana was so low when I was checking on you. It's a huge risk." Voicing bis concerns. "But. I understand and won't try to stop you. I'm worried about Dante too"

Ana paused looking at him. “I…once Dante is awake I promise I’ll let you take care of me. Will that help? I don’t want to worry you more then you already are…”

Damien could only blush for what she said as he looked away from her. "I-I just don't want you to over exert yourself. That's all." Not sure what he should have done or said, yet here he was.

Ana smiled and nodded, taking his hand in hers. “Okay, let’s go” she walked out with him into the hallway and followed him to Dante. Duke Vale was still sitting there when they walked in and he jumped up.

“Lady Ana! I’m glad to see you’re alright…” Ana walked to Dante and rested a hand on his forehead. Then she said “just leave it to me…did anyone see where my book went?”

Damien looked at their hands and nods his head. Walking with Ana and taking her to the room Dante is in. He then wonders that himself. Where was her book. He looks to Duke Vale curiously.

Duke Vale blinked and said “umm…I don’t recall…” Ana sighed and moved back a moment and clapped. There was a flash and her book appeared in her hands and she frowned. “Seems it was in the building…” she opened the book and flipped thru till she found the spell she needed. “Here we go…” she snapped and the pages flashed as to her magic appeared and wrapped around Dante in a soft glow. Ana flinched as she felt the drain but stayed up right. She had to do it for Dante.

Damien had backed up to give Ana space while she worked. He was prepared to support her should she need it. He hoped that this would work despite her lack of mana that he was aware of. Still to see her work was a sight to behold.

Ana closed her eyes and said “I got it now…nasty little thing…” she pulled her hand and a black mass came from Dante’s chest. He gasped and his eyes opened up. He shot up and panted. Looking around wildly he said “where’s Ana? Where’s Vincent?”

Ana smiled and said “right here my friend…”