Marco, Callum, Rose, and OPEN
His brows furrowed at the pain, and he stirred a little, but didn't really come to again until he felt Rose pressing the sterile gauze pad against his side. He gasped, squirming to try and sit up, both hands going for his side again, "Fuck," he flopped back against the ground, closing his eyes tightly, "FUCK."
Feeling Rose's other hand moving about, from his pulse, to trying to examine him for other wounds, he opened his eyes again, looking over toward her, and then around a bit frantically from where he was, "what the fuck!" What the fuck had happened! What the fuck was happening?? And damn, did he feel lightheaded as fuck. But he recognized Rose, of course. So he knew that whatever was happening had to be okay, now.. right?