Dione chuckled quietly. "I'll keep your secrets, honey, don't worry." She glanced at the ground where the arrow landed. "Thank you for patching me up. Am I going to be okay, now? Or is this still going to kill me?" She wasn't eager to lose her life, especially with Ambrose still missing. With each throb of the wound, she thought of the trouble he could be in.

Misha shrugged, letting herself fall back against the seat. Her head still ached, but she found it easy to look at the blinding light head on if she squinted her eyes. "It's all super hazy for the past.." she trailed off with a sigh. "Ugh. I need somebody to cor-body-orbate my story, or I'm super dead if I ever get home." 

Liwei glanced at the clock anxiously.