It really wasn’t pleasant at all. The pain medications were starting to wear off, he could tell. He needed to get back to his stuff soon or it was definitely not going to look at all very well, for him anyway. Kamryn hissed a bit under his breath as he sat up, bringing a hand over his side, he could feel a bit of moister on his shirt. Hiding it with his jacket though he took Vincenza’s phone to call Jaxon urgently with his other hand.
Though he could see the other hadn’t much been paying him any attention anyway. Leaving him to his phone call. Once he was done and handing the phone back to her Kamryn slumped a little into the tree. His eyes fluttering for a moment. A wave of nausea continuing to grow as his stomach continue flipping. He felt like he would be getting sick any moment. Thickly, he swallowed the feeling down, listening as intentionally as he was able to, when Vincenza spoke.
“Oh. Action movies? You must be pretty adept or something. I could never.” Kamryn replied, his right hand still holding his left side. At her next apology to him he grinned “It’s fine. I’m good. Might just– need to rest a moment. Not used to the world turning so quickly like that quite yet. Heh.” His color was a bit sickly though, he was turning a little green and starting to sweat “I’m pretty impressed though, for learning something in an action movie.”
Watching a moment later as Vincenza moved away toward a tree he glanced up toward the sky, everything started shifting awkwardly then. His eyes fluttered even more. Then suddenly he was getting sick to one side, spewing out some of the contents of his stomach onto the dirt patch beside the tree. Kamryn didn’t really here the question about water before he lost his entire breakfast. Given a pause however he brought his hand up to his mouth, shaking his head “I think–No. My stomach–” Rolling a hand, he grinned “Not feeling too good for it." He muttered with a light amused laugh.
It didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize that he physically didn’t look good and that he had more of an injury than she could inflict. Though as she looked over him, she could see anything, at least nothing she could visibly see. Laughing lightly, she nodded her head. “Guess I should lay back on those action movies.” She lightly joked as she rubbed at the end of her right brow. “One of my friends that I work out with a lot, she taught me a few defensive moves.” She logically explained. Twisting her wrists, she placed her hands on her hips as she continued to look over the paling man.
Dropping by his side when he started to vomit, one of her hands gripped his shoulder as the other softly rubbed his back between his shoulder blades. Thank god he didn’t have long hair - peeling back hair while someone vomits, not exactly a fun time - for either party. “Yeah, that’s visibly obvious.” She lightly taunted, offering him a concerned smile. Looking around for his friend, before checking her phone, there was no one in sight, nor did he text back that he was close.
“Listen, I know I’m not your favorite person, but I don’t think it’s smart to just sit here and wait for your friend to come.” She started. “My car is maybe less than a mile away - do you think you can walk towards my car if you lean on me? I can drive closer, so you don’t have to walk that far either. I just think it’s better to get you to the hospital right now. I can text your friend that we are at the hospital.”
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