It took a few minutes before she was able to rouse him into consciousness enough to respond to her. He was pretty pale by now, and the pain in his shoulder was worse than before. He could barely move his shoulder now. "Ow..." he moaned as he moved his head. When he finally managed to focus on who was holding him, he saw tears rimming her eyes, "Oh hey...hey...don't cry. It's just a flesh wound," he said, trying to get her to smile a little.