Damien had offered Lux his arm and after some cautious walking they had made it to the waiting room. Both were not in the best shape and Damien was feeling guiltier than that time he'd stolen Maggie Arson's Batman action figure in grade school. "You think it's broken? It feels broken." Damien said, grimacing with the pain. He sat down and bit his lip his eyes downcast.

"Sorry.... " He said again, probably for the hundredth time, but he just felt really, really, bad. Lux was one of his first friends at the school and now she was all bloody and bruised because of him. How lame.