Satine had reawaken from her nap having fallen asleep in a chair. She then returned to her room to check on Magenta. Magenta was still out of it, being nearly drained. Satine sat with her, petting her gently. Satine then decided to pick Magenta up and bring her to a guest room, for it was closer than her's. Satine laid her down on the bed, tucking her in, petting her softly. "I'm so sorry dear..." Satine stated softly, before leaving the room. Satine went back to her room making sure her sheets were clean and free of blood.
After a bit Magenta awoke, slightly dazed, she didn't remember what happened or what room she was in. Magenta stood and walked out of the room. She put her hand to her neck feeling where Satine drank from her, then remembered. Magenta then saw the puppetman, and walked toward him, leaning against wall along the way. Catching but to him, "Hey, How's Satine..?" She asked weakly and softly.