Echo: *the suddenly shift in movement made it worse*
Elven: At this point he didn't know what to say so he slowly sat her on her back as he trie undoing her shirt, trying to see if she was hurt
echo: "n-no *coughing* im g-good-"
He stops and looks at her
Elven: "echo, your literally coughing up flowers and blood, how would you be good?!"
Echo: "i-im used t-to it"
Elven: "W-Well...what happens afterwards? d-do you like, g-get hurt or something?"
Echo: *she shook her head*
Elven: "....a-at least there's t-tha-, jesus i forgot!"
He quickly, or well more or less gently places his hands on her stomach where he unbuttoned her shirt and started buttoning them back up
Echo: *the coughing slowly stoped*
Elven: ". . . I made it worse...didn't i?"
