He got up and ran to the door where one of Carrick's slaves was passing by, "You must have something you use on the wounds when Carrick beats you." The slave didn't look up from the floor, but nodded. "Get it please," Russell pleaded. She obviously wasn't used to hearing a master say please to a slave, she looked up then and turned to do as he asked.
Russell went back to Noctis' side, kneeling by the bed again. Carefully, he reached over to take Noctis' hand. "Help is coming."