Damn, this place was cursed or something. Nightmares and pain out the ass, but in some sick, sick way, it made the shadowy swamp lands more interesting. 

Arrow jumped to her feet when she heard the call, the pained whining of someone who sounded legitimately hurt, the only problem was that if she was the only other person awake, medical aid would have to come later. Fuck. But she could always...try?

"Hey! Easy, easy!" She rubbed the side of her head, ears ringing from the yelling, vision cutting through the dark to try and make out who was going off, but the voice finally registered in her head to match the appearance of Ignis, wandering about looking quite lost and quite hurt, though she couldn't tell what was causing him so much distress. "What's the problem, what's wrong?"

Morgan headed toward the pained sounds coming from nearby, motioning for Arrow to get closer to Ignis. yelled the samoyed, sprinting to his fellow Tangler as quickly as he could. He pulled a wave of cold water forward, attempting to soak Ignis in an attempt to snap him out of whatever was ailing him.

"Sound's like a nasty ass headache." Arrow muttered, moving up to stand beside Morgan with a frown. She felt bad for not getting as worked up as Morgan, but someone had to stay calm during all this right? Ignis was in too much pain to stay focused, and Morgan was already worried enough as it was. Her ear twitched. A medic is what he wanted. What could a medic possibly do here? "There's nothing to treat besides pain, d'you think we outta knock him out with some drugs or something?"

Ignis continued to squirm and it made her agitated the longer she had to look without being able to think of a proper solution, not on his part but on hers. She was useless here, and he was obviously in a lot of fucking pain. Damn it, damn it, damn it.

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