Mury shook her head wrapping her arms around her chest. Her mind was telling her to agree with him. If he hadn't left without her they might have been able to keep this from happening. She stayed quiet and looked at her feet as she walked.

"I can't take it."

Mury looked up at him a little with the corner of her eye. "What's wrong?" She asked quietly.

"I just hurt you all the time. I can't ask you to do this." Aiden said.

Mury's head snapped up to look at him in the eyes. "Four days isn't all the time. And I volunteered to help you." She said very quietly. "And even in the four days you haven't hurt me at all." She walked closer to him and looked ahead as she walked.

"It's only been four days." Aiden asked. Not remembering from the lack of blood. But he could manage.

Mury nodded a little with a sigh. "Four or Five, The time zones are messing me up." She looked at him and notice a red patched on his shirt that was growing. She quietly took off the jacket she'd been wearing and put it over Aiden and pressed it to where he was shoot. "No passing out for you. I can't carry you at all."

"Mury I can manage." Aiden grunted when she pressed on the wound.

"Manage means live. I just don't want you passing out in the snow." She looked down and grabbed his hand with her's lacing her fingers in his perfectly.

Aiden looked in Murys eyes. "How did we rush things so fast?" He asked.