[He was just in process of helping him with the roll of bandage when he hears a third voice. He went stiff, squeezing the bandage in his hands as he went pale.] Stop moving.
[He just blurts out. Stop talking too. She realize she's in really bad shape to be doing anything, right? Although he's really just saying anything to keep himself from panicking. He puts down the bandage roll, looking up to Alfyn before back to Ophilia with a expression that was hard to read. Troubled, perhaps.] You're in good hands now. [He's going to try to leave, because Alfyn can handle this on his own, right?]
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[He just blurts out. Stop talking too. She realize she's in really bad shape to be doing anything, right? Although he's really just saying anything to keep himself from panicking. He puts down the bandage roll, looking up to Alfyn before back to Ophilia with a expression that was hard to read. Troubled, perhaps.] You're in good hands now. [He's going to try to leave, because Alfyn can handle this on his own, right?]