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Victoria helped him with the shirt, careful not to pull and hurt him but rather let it fall off.
".... Are their hospitals here?" she asked worried as she looked him over. his chest looked like one big bruise- and she was sur ethere had to be at least a couple cracked ribs in that bloody mess.

Hans looked up at her like she was losing her mind a bit. What the hell was a hospital? Maybe she meant go see a healer? But he couldn’t do that without the risk of getting caught by the guards. He wouldn’t risk, no he couldn’t risk her safety by doing something so foolish.

“I’m not sure what you mean by hospital…but I’ll be fine.” He said quietly, pushing himself up in an attempt to stand.

Victoria kept her hand on his shoulder to keep him down. "Wait here." she insisted. She nabbed the blade off his side, and grabbed her long hair, cutting it short in one sweep. She tore the opposite sleeve off her night gown in an attempt to match and tied it around her waist, making the nighty a sundress. "I'll go up, find someone to help... You rest."