Why wasn't he waking up?
She shook his arm, calling his name as she hovered over him, worry lancing through her. After the tenth time trying to wake him failed she ran out the room, looking for help.
The first person she bumped into was Ashlin, who stated she was looking for Luna.
"I need your help," she breathed, panicking, "Elijah won't wake up, and I don't know whats wrong."
The witch followed her into the room, watching the demon warily.
"This isn't a trap is it?" she asked, still weary of both the siren and the halfling.
"Just help him. Please."
She checked him over, her eyes giving him a complete once-over.
"Did he do anything odd last night?" she asked, turning to look at Reyn.
"I...I got hurt and he healed me, but that was it."
She nodded, a memory surging in her brain of another time she'd seen Eli in this state.
"He's drained," she explained, "I just need to transfer some of my energy to him. It hurts, and I'm not really fond of waking this asshole. But...but I can see your worry, so I'll do it for you Reyn.
The woman watched the witch raise her arms over Elijah, much like he did the night before. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her breathing grew labored, pooling her energy into her hands and releasing it into him. After a few minutes Ash stopped the spell, her hair falling into his face as she leaned over to check his state.
"Elijah?" she called quietly, seeing if the energy was enough to wake him, and calm the pacing siren in the room.