He was unconscious, the blood loss taking its toll on him. Farkas and Aela went to work on patching him up. "These don't look like sabre cat wounds.." Farkas noted.
"He almost died." She said coldly, clearly very unhappy. She knew all of the risks that came with the job, but still seeing her Shield-Sibling cut down like that was something she never wanted to see again. "We finished the mission though, so no worries." She sneered, taking Daihachi's hand and sitting down beside his bed.
Minehime shot to her feet and spun on Aela. "Strin hin zahr!" The room shook slightly, her face twisted with rage. "You're not the one laying on this bed, you have no right to say anything!"
"Mini..." Daihachi took her hand gently, eyes half lidded. Her mini Shout woke him from his unconscious state, "It's alright...please...she's our Shield-Sister...regardless of what's happened..."
Minehime's face softened when she heard Daihachi speak, and her eye returned to normal when she felt him holding her hand. Turning her back on Aela, she kneeled beside the bed and gently carressed his face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.." She whispered gently, holding his hand to her cheek as she dug out his ring and carefully slipped it back onto his finger.
"Dii lokaal.." She gently pet his hair. "I care what happens to you." She said. "Please, if you care about me, then care about how I feel when you get hurt as well."
"Minim...I did it because I know full well what your feelings are. But you have to understand my feelings too. I didn't do it because it was my job as a man. I did it because I love you...and seeing you in any harm would hurt me more than any wound I would receive from silver." He said, giving her hand a squeeze.