He watched the blood as the wound was cleaned by the running water. He gets up when he heard something hit the wall of the bathroom. Tying a thin rag over the cuts. Sliding his sleeve down and turned the water off.  Walking out quickly to see what the sound that hit the wall was. He blinks and sees her laying there passed out. He kneels down beside her. Sliding one arm under her legs and the other up under her shoulders. He might not be very strong but he was strong enough to carry her in his arms. Looking at the students who just kept walking by with utter disgust. "Rich ass pricks." He mutters.<br/><br/>Standing back up he kicked the bag back into the room. Moving the door closed with his foot. He lay her down upon the bed. Taking a rag and puts it into a sinkful of cold water. He wrings it out and takes it over to her. Dabbing her cheeks with it lightly. Then stands up and looks around. Getting some water and gets some food cooking in a pot of water. Making stew and then he goes back over to her. Dabbing her forehead lightly with the damp rag. This would help her come back to awareness faster.