Flonne let out a sharp cry as she collided with Laharl, her injured arm caught between her chest and his. Dazed, she lay where she was - namely, on top of Laharl - sobbing and crying from the pain that had nearly blinded her.

She didn't hear Laharl's words and barely felt the cloak being wrapped around her, but she could move enough to wrap her good arm around Laharl's shoulders as he lifted her, and she clung tightly to him, sobbing loudly and completely unwilling to let go anytime soon.