Jared looked at Jacklan as she continued to joke, but his face remained serious. She had just gotten shot because of him, he wasn't in much of a joking mood. When she started to sit up, he placed his hand on her shoulder, "Woah, woah, woah. You're going to hurt yourself...Lie back down..."

He ran a hand through his hair and looked around his room, "I.. uh.. I can carry you to your room if you want to give me your key to run and unlock it..."

He didn't like it. She didn't heal like he did, for her, the healing would take time and she'd be in pain for a lot of it. All because he hadn't paid enough attention and she had to step in. He kind of felt like this was his fault. If he had been handling himself, everyone would have been gone before she even got there. He sighed and looked at her, "Sorry..."
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Skye let out a small sigh of relief, she was a bit of a klutz and she didn't want to die because she fell and scrapped her knee. She sat down next to him and looked at him and then the painting. She squinted her eyes as she looked at it, "So... obviously, you aren't nineteen.... How old are you really?"