Abby held his hand, squeezing gently as she felt his fingers curl around hers. She pressed the cloth to his face, then his neck, and his chest. She had never been alone with someone who was injured, where there wasn't a hospital near, in the middle of the pouring rain.<br/><br/>A faint howl made her turn her head and look out at the rain, but she shook her head, not concerned. It didn't sound like any of Jarett's pack, so she wasn't worried.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Do you want me to stay, Koa?</span><br/><br/>She watched him, a worried expression on her face. She touched the side of his face with her cold hand, searching him for any other signs of pain or discomfort.<br/><br/>Her body trembled as she shivered, colder than the cold cloth. Realizing this, she wrapped her arms around him, hoping the cold of her body could cool him down some.