[ oh, rokurou. trust the daemon to make light of something this grave. ]

You ought not to think of that yet, Rokurou. [ her exorcist jacket was... irreplaceable, unfortunately, unless she could contact her old friends from her training days and request for one. she might have an extra jacket lying around the ship. ] Besides, Eizen might not allow you to dip into the group's funds for something so... inconsequential.

[ she frowned again. blood was seeping right through the bandages and daemon or not, she'd rather have him conscious when they return to the ship. drawing even closer, she tried to adjust his loosened banages so they would at least cover what they were supposed to cover. ] Come on. Let's find Magilou and the others.