Ally sighed, a frown on her lips. "Well I hope she's okay and oh-my-Heavens!" Her voice moved up by a few decibels. Her face paled at the sight of blood from Aoi's wrist. "What on earth are you doing?" The usual serene air about the woman was gone. Instead, her eyes, wide and glassy was staring at the liquid, her lips white.<br/><br/>Few seconds later, she was storming across the shop, napkin in hand and pressed against Aoi's wrist, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. The sweet scent of chocolate mixed with the heady smell of blood wafted about them. "There is only one lunatic allowed in this shop, and that's me." She muttered darkly as she applied more pressure.