Sin was worried, he had never screwed up this big in his life. Albeit, he can only remember seven years of it with his sister... The rest is just some weird blur he can never seem to grasp. However, back to the situation at hand. The teen was carrying his bloodied and bruised sister, Virtue, inside of a stolen wheelbarrow just because he had stole from the wrong person. It was not like it was his fault completely, he blames some of it on his terrible parents! Yeah! How could two grown adults just leave to ten year old children to fend for themselves? Who was there to tell him to stop his terrible career path? No one!  Well, Virtue almost caught on what he was doing and almost stopped him, but that isn't the matter at hand. It was his parents that screwed him up, and no one else except them. During his inner rant, he did occasionally look at Virtue, seeing if she was still breathing. It was shallow, but it would suffice at the moment. He was decently close to Mongolia Town, a place where he can start a new life and try to be a decent brother this time... Well, in his own terms he would be a good brother, he would steal less, but he couldn't just stop it! That would just be cruel to stop such a fun hobby. 

After a few inner monologues later about his past and hobbies, he had finally made it to the town of Mongolia. Sin had put a blanket over the wheelbarrow as too many people would question his sister, and right now, Sin doesn't need any people nosing into his family business. He just needs to find some people that will keep quiet about the bloodied Virtue and maybe heal her for free. He checked under the blanket once again and checked her temperature, she was feeling hot. Sin needs to find someone quick. Pushing the wheelbarrow at a faster rate, he looked at all the buildings and none of them would fit his requirements. However, he suddenly stopped at one particular building... Phoenix Wing? He looked through the glass and it seemed like some sort of wizard thing he has seen around. Sin wondered if they would help, there are healing magic people and they could probably explain whatever happened with the whole pink and red thing. It was decided, Sin would ask them for help, and hope they don't turn them into the police, or whatever law enforcement they have in this town.  

Sin pushed the door open and rolled the wheelbarrow into the building. He coughed to try to get attention and then pointed at the wheelbarrow. "Uh... Can any of you heal wounds or something? I think my sister might have a concussion... Just a little bit."