She shook her head, "I told you.. I'm so sorry.." she whispered at him and curled up as close as she could to him. She barely kissed his lips and shut her eyes, her fingers clutching into a fist as the tattoo continued to grow up both of them. She never meant for him to get hurt like this. But she wouldn't want him to have to live if she died, she couldn't imagine living without him either.
Remy on the other hand greeted her Tony, and blinked. "Are you sure? Just because you.. touched them doesn't mean.. you know mad cow disease lies dormant for ten years and no one knows you have it for that long.." she looked a little worried still. "Do you want me to look over them? See if there's anything I can do?" mostly she hated feeling useless, especially when people were in pain.