"Take care." she told Ryan earnestly as she watched him leave the room. He wouldn't find anything in this house, but if he was lucky he'd be able to collect some things from the other houses close by. She just hoped there weren't too many creatures around. She continued with tending to her hands, focusing on it, but making sure to keep an ear out for any sound downstairs.

Heavy breathing and murmured words snapped Takiko out of her, strangely calming, treatment of her hands. She turned her head to look at James, who was mumbing something about 'nightmare! and 'isn't real' to himself, and then noticed his eyes were opening slowly. She sighed deeply in relief. She'd been worried ever since he'd lost conciousness, with a headwound like that you never knew whether he'd wake up again. "Takiko", she heard him rasp, his voice full of pain. Hurriedly she finished patching up her hands and got up, sitting down on the bed next to him. 

Carefully, she placed a hand on his shoulders, not wanting to startle him. He looked military and seemed to not be entirely awake yet, so she preferred being careful over alarming him. "Don't move." she told him soothingly, putting a bit of pressure on his shoulder for just a second. "I stitched you up the best I could and I think it went pretty well. How are you feeling?" she inquired, feeling a little helpless for being unable to do anything else for him. She glanced outside and noticed the sun was starting to set, then looked at the door, wondering when Ryan would be back. Or if her would be back at all. He had nothing to do with neither of them, there was no reason for him to risk himself by staying in this place for too long. Still, she hoped he'd return, not only because she could use his help with James, but also because she had the feeling they should stick together in these times and circumstances.

A shiver spread over her bare skin, giving her gossebumps. It was getting colder, she noticed and her eyes went back to James, who was lying with ehr hoodie under his head and her jacket spread over his torso, barely covering him, but better than nothing. Her eyes wandered to meet his and she gave him a small smile. "I know you likely don't have an appetite, but you should eat something, you lost a lot of blood. I think I've got some canned soup somewhere."