With a shocked expression, the man quickly snatched Aikiden's weapon. So quickly... She didn't even feel like she could have done anything... She slid back again, nervous of his examining eyes. She couldn't tell exactly what he was thinking, and that was what scared her... Especially because she didn't have her weapon anymore.<br/><br/>The man in front of her then asked what was going on. Putting a hand on her shoulder, she covered her wound. "I-I don't... know... These men... Just attacked me... They said... Something of cost?" She then closed her eyes, feeling her wound. It was at least an inch deep, with her wincing as she checked it's depth. The young de'rosovian then heard the woman from before call out something. She spoke a bit quickly for Aikiden to catch everything, but she heard a few things that told her that she asked if she needed medical help. Aikiden had a disinfecting mixture and some bandage in her cloak inside pockets. She stood up wearily, staggering over towards her cloak. "I-I'm... fine... I have... Midical supplies..." She made it about halfway, then one leg buckled, making her fall to one knee. "Im... Tired... I just need to slip..." She reached for her cloak, then into her pocket, finding the mixture and bandages. She then sighed and blushed. She hated asking for help. "I... Can I have... Help putting this on...?"