Yeah, that's exactly why they were doing this. If this happened to Phee, they'd want somebody to give a damn enough about their sister as a person to not let her hurt anyone or throw her life away. Max took a deep breath and nodded. "I'll do it. You're still bleeding. Sit the fuck down and do something about it."
Max sat down crosslegged and started yanking off Artemis' clothes. He hurt, but unless she'd ruptured something, he'd be fine in a few days. Eli's nose would take weeks to heal. Bitch.