[Serra Britt]

Feenai had planned to go up the ladder right after the red haired woman but when the man above helped them up she decided it wasn't quite so important and let the rest go first. Everyone else was wounded and she was not, aside from some soreness from when the blind man had been pushing her along. I know I found the way out, and possibly helped everyone, but I feel guilty for not getting hurt. I don't really know what I will do about this...

She wearily climbed up the ladder and saw everyone resting and tending wounds. Jeanne was helping the blind man, and there was a lot of blood all over. Feenai tore the sleeves off her shirt and started soaking up the blood. With the Network connection active she couldn't have her shields up and the surface thoughts of the others were rolling about in her head. At least they don't seem to hate me for not fighting.

After the blood had been soaked up, at least as much as the small bits of cloth would allow, she took them and tossed them in a corner and sat down facing everyone, but staring at the floor. She started thinking of what she could do to help.