"Cain, relax." Angela said after Lunet had been laid down and set up in a bed. She didn't let anything show on her face regarding this, but after Cain was gone, she just sighed as she stood and looked to the teen that was laying prone on the bed.
"Oh Lunet..." She said quietly before pulling her cell out of her pocket and was dialling a number before pausing as there was a bit of a commotion out in the main area. Someone had shown up in rather bloody shape. She made her way out, taking off the gloves and tossing them into the appropriate trash recepticle.
"Cain," she start, addressing the one that was still sitting there and waiting for any news.
'. . . I don't know if she'll survive. I did all I can." She told him honestly, quietly.
"... You can go see her. She's unconscious, but... still alive for now." Once she said that she turned to the one that had arrived.
". . . what happened to you?" She asked. "And you here to be patched up or killed?"