Jane was astonished that the newly arrived girl named Luna had wrapped and cares for her wound so easily. She could feel pressure in all the right places, giving some relief to the amount of pain she was sensing. During the brief moments after the pain had died significantly, she realized Luna was wearing pajamas, just as she was. There was no way she lived here. She was another person lost on this strange random place. Jane could think nothing of how odd it was that everyone was trapped here without a clue. The boy had no idea, the blonde haired girl had no idea. . 

But Luna seemed to have better cheer, maybe she knew of something... Or someone.

When the Sanguis appeared, Jane hesitated, scared. The first animal she encountered was the giant bear, overly ferocious bear or bears. She could hardly remember how she had gotten away, let alone walked so long. Her lips were chapped and dry and the places where the mud had not covered her skin, she was burned from the radiant sun, the trees offered some protection along the way, but there was something shady about them. [i]Shady as in not shady enough[/i]. 

"Su--..." Jane hesitated, "Suck my blood?" She was not sure. She had already lost so much blood. She was feeling weak and faint, as is. Even just sitting she was starting to get dizzy spells. She could hardly make conversation with Luna. In fact, she had not made conversation at all. 

She stared down at the moss in her hand, "Have this..." Her voice trailed off, realizing how tired she was, trying to make decisions that could potentially save her life. Blood and mud and other ground particles surrounded the moss in her hand. It had been soiled by her cleaning herself. "My, my blood is on it." She held up her arm, holding up the moss. Her arm and hand shook, trying to keep straight.

How had she ran so far on such an empty stomach? She panted a little, turning to the blonde haired girl, thinking how she seemed pretty decent, aside from thirst and chapped lips and skin, she seemed to be well, a little malnourished, but she could donate blood better if the moss would not work.

Jane was sure Shayre had already located some water, but she couldn't remember or think quite straight. There had been water in the moss, right? She didn't need to give anything for water, this was a trick of the forest. Something wasn't right. "No, you're wrong," was all Jane could say as a haze fell over her eyes. Maybe the wrap around her leg was too tight. The bleeding had seemingly stopped significantly, but that didn't leave much oxygen flow for the rest of her body, perhaps. Why did she feel so dizzy? Was the thought of food and water causing her brain some psychological imbalance? 

She thought of the three day fast before Lent started, when the Church told her people not to eat anything for thirty six hours. A repetition of Lord have mercies started in her head, like a mantra. It helped her concentrate somewhat and get her mind off of the food, "We already have water," she mustered up, again, regaining her strength, but still feeling a haze cloud her thought process. At least, she was not screaming and crying that some fairy like creature with fangs was speaking to her. She was just relieved it was not attacking them, or well... Not yet, anyways. It did seem to make some sort of threats.