Minehime hiccuped, nodding and rubbing her eyes free of tears. "Are you ok..? I'm sorry you got hurt.." Not to mention her own wounds, which were still bleeding quite a bit.
Amaya woke from a hazy slumber she didn't remember laying down for. Opening her eyes, she was met with shadowy darkness, frowning softly she tried to move to see exactly what had happened, but she was met only with a hazy memory and the sound of chains. She hung from the ceiling by her wrists, and as she slowly gained more awareness, a searing pain radiated from her side. Wincing as she looked down, she saw a deep wound on her stomach, which had been neatly stitched up, but was still inflamed and bloody. "What..?" She murmured, looking around the room.