"Wait, just listen to me for one second!" Liora said quickly, taking a hasty step back with both hands raised defensively. "I only meant that his condition looks terrible! Look at his pale face! He needs absolute quiet and proper care immediately or he could get much worse!"
"You called it a trance a second ago!" Serena yelled, still clinging to Malachi like an expensive velvet blanket. "You are completely making things up as you go because you want an excuse to drag him into a closet alone! Well, it is not happening!"
"I am trying to keep his heart beating!" Liora snapped, her cheeks flushing bright pink with frustration. "And you are practically cutting off his air supply by sitting on his ribs!"
"Both of you need to shut up," I interrupted, stepping directly between them before they could start pulling each other's hair out. "Serena, peel yourself off his chest. If he is having trouble breathing, you crushing his lungs is definitely not helping."
