Luka rubbed her head an frowned when she felt something warm and wet on her fourhead. It was probably blood. Luka shuttered at the thought and began to dab where she suspected the wound was with her scarf.<br/>"I'm sorry Row. I didn't see you until it was too late." She sighed and took his hand as he helped her up out of the ditch.<br/>She could barly make out the girl that was walking toward them.<br/>"Rowan...." She whispered stepping behind him out if the site if the unknown girl.