Stella winced and groaned softly as Claude had to shift in order to set her down. Letting go of him, she squeezed her eyes shut as his hand raised. Turning her head away, she listened to Tom's gasp of shock and pain, then the sound of his boots slipping on the icy surface of the balcony. A yell of fear left Tom as his body weight sent him over the edge, falling into the forest below.<br/><br/>Turning her head back to look at Claude, Stella lifted her heavy hand towards him. "Claude..." she whispered. He was a blurry form in her dying vision as she struggled to stay concious. "Come here...Im..not mad.." she murmured, wincing as she slowly tried to sit up. Pressing her already bloody hand to her side, she kept his make-shift bandage to her wound more firmly. Shaking slightly as her strength ebbed away from her.