Viola looked to him and bit her lip, trying not to cry, he was badly hurt. Though something shocked her, he came to her, to have her help him. No one else, not even the hospital. It was far off anyway. She used her free hand to stroke his hair, "I know it does..." she whispered and sat him up against her as she held onto his wound for him, looking down at him she rested her head on his. Letting tears fall. He had a broken arm, a stabbed side, a possible concussion, and he was barely awake. Listening to him she kept sobbing quietly, "Please... fight, I don't want my friend to slip into a coma." though she doubted it was a mugging. She held onto him as her uncle came inside and stood there as she kept whispering to him to fight and keep awake, that she'd never leave him.<br/><br/>Tecca helped her move him into the slightly long black car and she sat on the floor of the car with Matt in her arms, keeping his wound covered, "Matthew, please... please keep awake." she said rubbing her cheek against the top of his head, letting out a stiffed sob. She was hurt, whoever hurt him... she hated to know if her uncle knew them. Or her father. They'd turn hell on them. She cared about Matt, he was her best friend. The first she really had that The tiger was also there, licking her hand, slightly visible, slightly solid. Trying to make her happy but it wasn't working.