Anna didn't struggle against him when he pulled her out of her curled up state, and hugged herself to him. She was thankful Vincent didn't react the same way her mother had. In fact, he agreed with her, and told her he saw all of those people as monsters, not her. She cried against him for a long while until she had herself and her emotions under control. Pulling back slightly she took deep breaths to calm down completely before wiping her eyes and cheeks free of tears. the moment he mentioned floor, she could feel her stomach growl. He knew her so well. Mira had always loved to eat and all the time, even though she remained thin as a pole. Anna was no different. She nodded, giving him a soft smile, "Okay. I'll order a pizza." 

Leaning over the bed, she grabbed the hotel phone and a book next to it with some local restaurant numbers. After finding a good pizza place, she ordered what she usually did. A large pizza, one half being cheese and the other half being ham and sausage. She would always eat the ham and sausage half while Vin was known for eating the cheese half. It wasn't until she hung up the phone that she realized it might not be that way this time. Could Vin even eat? She wasn't sure, but she supposed they would find out when the pizza got there. After hanging up the phone, Anna got up from the bed and pulled on her jacket, "While we're waiting for that to be delivered, I think there's a convenience store up the road. Let's go there to get something to fix up the stab would like you said."

She walked with him out the door and after leaving the hotel, and to the convenience store. She wasn't exactly sure what all would fix up a stab wound. There wasn't much a person could do for it. So,s he just grabbed a number of different supplies that she thought might help and checked out. Within ten minutes of the time they left, they were back at the apartment and not too long after the pizza arrived. Sure enough, it turned out Vincent couldn't even touch, much less eat, the pizza. So, Anna took to her half and ate, grateful to finally have something on her stomach. It made her feel much better then she had been feeling. 

When she was done eating, she sat down on the bed and took out the medical supplies, laying them out on the mattress before taking off her shirt to let him see the wound on her back, "How bad is it?"