i stooped down beside her and ran a forefinger along her jawline comfortingly, my vocals soft and hopefully soothing. "I'm here Pikaboo, you'll be alright now." maybe it sounded egoistic, but i'd hope she wouldn't take offense and jerk away. i gingerly lifted her frail, bleeding body into my muscular arms, wrapping her tightly against my chest - somehow sliding my jacket off and wrapping her in it as best i could, perhaps it would slow the blood seeping a little bit. holding her in my arms, tight enough to hopefully get the message through to her that i wasn't going to let her die, but not so tight that i could possibly worsen her injuries. i don't know what had happened to her and i, quite frankly, don't want to - but perhaps in the future it would be unraveled. but for now, my main concern was the hospital - or perhaps my dorm...maybe she would choose.