Bridget smiled slightly and shut his eyes. "Run. R-right. I can.... run."

He wanted his yo-yos back. And Roger. He really could use Roger. He had up-to-date programming on first aid. He'd just upgraded his files before .... here. "You ... too. Don't want to s-see you ... h-h-hurt." His right hand twitched as a shot of pain lanced through his arm, but he managed to keep silent. "Y-you...re v-v-very strong M...miss Sohma."