Silva looked at Emery through the opening and asked him. "How badly are you hurt? Can you still fight?" She asked, the tone in her voice clearly conveying the concern she felt for him.
Emery was about to nod and tell Silva he was alright, but when he was about to, his body betrayed him, as his mouth spat out more blood. Fighting with Nate, Gerri and Lodos in a quick succession really took a toll on his body. In hindsight, his current state was inevitable, he did really push himself 'a little bit too much this time.
Not wanting Silva to worry, Emery gave a strained smile and answered. "I am fine, Silva… No need to worry about me."
"Huh, worry?! Who even has time to worry about you?! I'm not even worried, I just happened to pass through here and found you by chance!" Silva frantically explained her 'reason'.
