The sudden, unnatural movement from the man startled them a bit, and they find themself standing back, their hands up to steady him if needed.
âAH- ARE YOU⌠ALRIGHT? WAIT-â
They retrieve the salve theyâd found, noting the blood staining his shirt.
âHERE. THIS SHOULD DISINFECT AND NUMB THAT. DO YOU HAVE ANY STRUCTURAL DAMAGES?â
They recall the ropes in their pack - not ideal for holding broken bones in place, but better than nothing. Why did organic life have to be so complex and inconvenient to mend? Placing the ropes and some paper in a pile on the ground with a couple more salves - just in case, they know that humans are frail - the bot turns back around to face the animate tree.
âI WILL FEND IT OFF WHILE YOU REPAIR YOURSELF.â
William groaned, unable to speak but his head jerked in a way that could resemble a nod. He fell to to a knee shaking, only faintly aware of the way his body moved on itâs own, applying the slave onto himself when he knew that he had no idea how the thing even began to workâŻ
He couldnât keep thinking about it, the ringing in his ears drowning out the thoughts and the whispering kept getting louder and louder⯠if he tried to focus he could faintly make some of it the wailing outâŻ
He quickly stopped his attempts, heart and head pounding, sweat drenching him.
Creatures flitted across his vision ( hallucinations ? ) trying to close in, monsters of made of shadows bared their teeth at him, kept at bay by memories of his past circling around him as if in dance. Not for long, he knew, they wouldnât be kept from their prey for long.Â
It was hardly as if he were in any condition to fight them, not when he was already losing the battle to keep conscious. He faintly registered the sound of battle as his body tied ropes together⯠when on earth had it started doing that ?⯠before his eyes slipped close, taking relief in the darkness that greeted him.