Feeling squeamish from the blood and flesh, Dark averted his eyes as he climbed onto the same bed as Ryo and wrapped his arms around him. Hearing Lilu’s pain filled cries, Dark could not help but contribute some sort of comfort. It wasn’t much but he sang. In fact, he sang a lullaby which emitted a sense of tranquility for whoever listened, it was popular for children in his world; remembering how his nanny would sing it for him.<br/>During the singing, Ryo -becoming affected by the song- slipped back, his whole body relaxing. His breathing slowed and his eyelids became heavy, however he continued to watch Lilu and Scyler, ready in case any of them needed assistance. For the most part, he wanted to keep his distance, Ryo could sense something between the two and did not want to interrupt unless completely necessary.<br/>Seeing the bloodied sheets being discarded from the corner of his eye, Dark took this as a reasonable time to stop singing. For the first time since entering the room, he glanced up at the odd couple.<br/>“Anything we can do?” Ryo asked, finally taking the time to remove his boots and rubbing his feet with one of his transparent arms.<br/>Dark gave a sideways glance at Lilu, his overprotective suspicious tendency resurfacing as he tucked his knees under his chin.