The exorcist felt the black-coated woman's sarcasm. Would a person like her, who thrives on the misfortune of others, use the word friend? She spun around on her previous path before any regret showed on her face.

"We're going immediately! I bet you're famished... not to mention that I've got to patch you up!" she informed Gunzi turning to the side to look at him. Goodness, he was really handsome despi-- ...Linali inwardly slapped herself in the head. No time for this now. She cleared her throat. "Um...I hope you're fine with walking there..."

Trailing off, she skipped backwards in line with Gunzi. He was still bleeding; thus took it upon herself to stop that until they reach the hotel. She looked up at him with tender eyes and whispered, "I hope you don't mind if do this..." she rolled up his torn sleeve and tied is as much as she could over the laceration. Her eyes twitched slightly upon further observation. It was pretty big. After securing the makeshift pressure bandage, Linali gently pressed around the wound and held her hand there. "Does that hurt?"