Mark Zerrit and Luna Cathris --- Crocus Streets to Infirmary
"Stupid Maze." Mark said for the thousandth time as the finally neared the Colosseum, his arm wrapped around Luna to help her keep her balance. "Why did you have to go to practically the farthest away place from the arena?" He looked at his company, who still looked stressed and worn out. Her only reply was to give him a long stare before continuing to walk along with him. "I mean, I have to let you off the hook because you got ten points and all, but walking you through crowds and everything was a pain." He wet his lips as he looked around at the various people around him. They were getting out of his way politely, but openly watching them, as they were both competitors.It took a moment for Mark to realize Luna was sulking, and he reached over, gently mussing her hair. "Hey, I'm only joking around. You did great out there. That guy you fought really looked next level, I'd bet even Grant would've had a lot of trouble." He smirked a bit, but the young girl didn't meet his eyes. He sighed softly and kept walking her along. They were inside the building now, but it was still a good walk to the infirmary. He hoped that the crowds would clear out on the way there, but he doubted the world could make any promises. "And how you took the two Golems down was pretty impressive. I just hope all the damage the rock spirit she summoned isn't pinned on us. I doubt we could pay for even a tenth of that, despite how much we've been making lately." He chuckled softly.
"I don't want to talk about the fight right now Mark." Luna would finally say flatly, her tone not revealing the amount of the pain she was experiencing from the cuts, burns, and fractures in her arms. Mark just sighed his agreement as he kept walking, finally shutting up. He would've preferred that they had talked about something. He had heard somewhere that you always keep an injured people awake, and talking was a great way to do that. But he figured the next fifty steps of walking would have to do.
As the two entered the Infirmary, Mark didn't spare a glance for the individuals gathered around Amelia as he helped Luna into one of the free beds. "There you go." He smiled at her before pulling up a chair and relaxing. Luna gave him an odd look, and he spoke up in response. "Someone needs to keep you company. That and I don't trust you here alone with Phoenix Wing. They seem awfully... Ornery. Especially that Damian guy." Luna just sighed and relaxed as well, looking over at Amelia and the people gathered around her. She was only a two beds down from them, and they were practically the only groups in there.