Martin sat there quietly, looking to Jason who he was worried for. He could hear it speaking out loudly. The heart was crying. It was weak and in pain. It needed help. Most vampires would kill ones so weak but not him, he didn't want that. He never was like that. Though he looked to Harvey, the Lucan could smell and hear it too. Without warning in a humans eyes the male doubled over causing Harvey to move and take the kids, holding them. Martin moved fast and knelt by him, "Martin, we got nothing to help the man with and the nearest hospital is too far." Martin looked to the kids worry filled him completely now. Hearing how come it came sudden he narrowed his eyes, swearing and muttering in French before looking to the children, "Do you kids know how to help him? I'm no doctor but a merchant of artifacts and art. Please if you kids have something he can use, I can help him." There was no way he'd make the man suffer more. He wanted to make these kids happy, to protect them. Looking to Luka he smiled weakly, "Luka, no matter what I'll protect you and your sister." He looked to Jason again. Harvey whimpered and held the kids, this was not good and he knew how much Martin loved helping people who were hurt.  If they lost Jason... Martin would blame himself.