The vampire sighs as she finally falls asleep, eyes slowly fading back to normal as he pulls out a hankercheif. Swallowing back his urge to taste the best smelling blood he has ever come in contact with, he gently tends to her, before moving. "No...he chose to fight for you. And you are safe. I am sure he is satisfied with that." 

He hoped his words would reach her subconcious somehow, while he takes her back down into the base to get looked at.

Astra takes a deep breath and nods, "I am...decompressing. It would greatly relieve me, general, if your injury wasnt one of the million things I had to contemplate." Yet despite her words, she remained tense, and noticably formal in her speaking.