LONELINESS IS INFINITE && return, injured.

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[color=white]a low distressed noise came from his side, jikai ripping pieces of his clothing throughout the trip to bandage the worst of the wounds on chat noir. his eyes were dark with rage, a rage he hadn't felt in near thousands of years. he motioned to wipe the blood from chat's face before stopping and withdrawing. hes in so much pain ... I want to kill them! no! I WILL kill them! he seethed in his thoughts, the witch despairingly looking at his friend.

the others had helped him to go get chat back. jikai was grateful for that at least, and was still yet grateful to be able to have chat close again. his magick wasnt enough to heal chat, but he was still using his magick to try to counteract what may have been on those knives, to draw out the toxins. he would have gladly switched places with chat, he would be happy to have been the one in the werepanther's place.

all but shouldering open the emergency doors he guided chat in, hands gripped tight in his dismay as he got chat to a room, discussing with whoever was around. finally, he let the professional people take over, standing at the back of the room with angry tears in his eyes. why hadn't it been him? why did chat have to be the one to suffer? why hadnt he gone sooner to check on chat? he would hold this on himself for the rest of time. he felt it was his fault, he could have been around with chat, could have shown chat and adrien around what little of the town he had seen himself. but he hadnt, and that's what he hated himself for.