Claire momentarily paused on sight of Nanami. The lovely Pegasus Knight stumbling, out of bed, very weak, very vulnerable and probably does not have the strength to scr--NO NO NO NO. His mind worked quickly on what to do. Get the girl back into her room,<del>feel her up</del>and tell her to just get some sleep. But Claire, what if she has a concussion? Shouldn't you tell people with concussions to stay awake? Silly readers, this is the medieval ages. Concussions have not yet been invented.<br/><br/>With that brilliant conclusion, the knight swept the other knight up to carry her princess-style. Ending his run to her door by kicking it open and breaking whatever filthy, rusty lock tried to stop him but with enough of a delicate touch that the hinges aren't completely broken off. Valiantly, the cape-less crusader sat her down on the bed and dashed off before thoughts of instinctively ripping her shirt open managed to squeak a peep.<br/><br/>Right. Back to looking for Alice and Maribelle!