She rolled her eyes. Entr'acte, really. They didn't need more deaths.

Re-l paced the small space between them, watching him critically. He was off, losing it, and he wasn't making any sense. He was hurt and yet didn't even notice? She frowned at him.

"You didn't realize it before?" How long had he been bleeding?

She stepped towards him, looking down at him. "Look, you can get medical attention if you go back to the asylum. Whatever's happened to you..." - whatever had done this to him - "...you can get some help."