Lazarus

Still pale, and covered in sweat droplets, trickling from his face, he could breath somewhat thanks to Prince's quick treatment. He was back on his front, and he grasped at the ground, gasping for air, which the poison had previously denied him. His body was still in a state of complete shut down, and emergency. Vaguely aware of the things going on around him, due to blurry vision and echoed hearing, he realized Trinity and Sasha were kneeling next to him. Just before Trinity's arm touched Sasha's waist, he mustered up some energy, and assertively gripped her wrist hard. He rolled his eyes up to look at her, stammering. "You... people... you mock everything holy... what makes you think we are an item?..." He stopped, to catch his breath. "We are... two... souls that need... each other..." He coughed. "Loneliness is a horrible thing... but... to be a boyfriend... wouldn't I have to ask her...? That has not yet taken place... So...." He gave her a deathly glare. "Mind your own damn business for a change." He was sure it was the poison talking, but he didn't want to stop, he was so angry that people assumed they knew everything about himself and Sasha. It was all too much for him sometimes. With that use of strength, his face fell to the floor again, out for the count.

Shujin

The door was opened, and a large shadow covered the floor from the doorway. In the doorway stood the young man in his black cloak. "Now now...." He grinned. "What did Shujin do?..." He looked at Lazarus on the ground, seeing that situation was under control. He had heard everything the Nero had said. "You got something to say about me? Mannequin face?" He stared him down.