Yosuke sent a Dia at Souji, just in case it might do some small amount of good, then darted out to get the ice, and the water. He was back almost instantly, because he actually ran, even in such a small apartment. Shakily, he pressed the ice to Souji's neck and held the water out with his other hand.

"Hold this, okay? And drink that. The cab will be here soon, alright? Just stay with me, okay?

His first thought was to call Uryuu, and freak out at him, but that wasn't fair. Uryuu was probably busy being a capable adult. Anyway, he and Shika had been next on the list. Since there were two of them, and they were both sort of healers, and Uryuu was pretty reasonable, maybe they would be alright. His stomach clenched again, anyway, and Yosuke swallowed again.

Bag, he needed to pack a bag for Souji. Damn. He didn't know where any of Souji's stuff even was. Humiliatingly enough, his eyes were starting to tear up. He hoped that Souji wouldn't notice, considering how out of it he was, and hurried to the closet he'd accidentally fallen out of on Souji's birthday the month before, to find him a change of clothes and some clean pajamas.