Leon sits up, wincing. "I'm fine I just need some green herb." He says making Sebastian turn around.

"You need what?" Sebastian asks not sure the man was in his right mind. "If I knew what it was I would get you some."

Katherine's face still shows no emotion. "That's how i am." she said in a monotone voice. She followed him, wondering where he was planning on going. She wanted to ask a few question, but decide otherwise.

"You are listing way too much blood, buddy. And what the hell is this green herb...?" Caroline asked. "But please at least lie down; it'll help clot the blood."

"Green herb?" Leon holds his chest coughing. What was he even talking about, not even he knew. Maybe he did need help, like when Buddy helped him in Russia. He nods laying down again, not being able to think right.

Sebastian shakes his head racing inside the hospital to get the supplies. He returns with the antistedics, needle, thread, and cleaner. "Here you go." He says sitting it down."

"Mhm..." Michael absentmindedly scanned the ground. He didn't like people who followed him. He was the follower. Not the followed. Because being followed is unnerving. He stopped at the corner of the street. Closing his eyes, he folded his arms across his chest and rocked back and forth on his heels. He likes following. He doesn't like being followed. He is not the prey. He will not be the prey.

Katherine stops a few feet away from him as he rocked on his heels. "You don't believe me?" she questioned her mysterious voice floating through the air as she watching the unusual boy. Her hand slides down to her hip where her knives rested, it calmed her as she took her hand away from them so she didn't alarm the boy.

"Listening yo others can do you good, buddy." Caroline sighed and thanked the man who had gotten the items for her. She herself gad some hand sanitizer and poured some on her hands and parted the antiseptic on the reopened wounds and took the needle and thread. She inspected the needle and it was clean and starting stitching Leon's skin. It felt weird without gloves and it always made her feel strange doing it. Not sick just weird.

Leon nods thinking back to that day. "Buddy was my friend, and he is alive because of me." He whispers.

Sebastian felt sorry fire the man, he seemed lost. "Is he going to be ok?"

Being followed isn't good. It makes one vulnerable. But he realized that the woman didn't seem to mean any real harm. He opened his eyes and stood up straighter, still arms crossed.
"Who am I to believe? What is reality? We are all composed of atoms and particles. Emotions are electrons sending chemical messages to one another. A lie is not the truth, but it can be a truth if the truth is s lie." His eyes had a look meaning he was inside himself.

"He will be if he doesn't go too rough on himself again." Caroline answered. "I can tell you're the guy who's loved life, but sometimes you gotta slow down. I could've own sone of the work, you ******." Grinning, she threaded out the needle and was done. "Where ever you're going this tine, let me come. I'm bored out of my sane mind these days."