" but you will be almost drained of your blood, let me do it." Carl protested.
" then i'll simply drink more. besides, i've managed to survive for more than a hundred years without it, what's one more night?" she squeezed the side of Carl's face reassuringly, then reached for the doorknob.
Carl went to follow her, but she put one arm against the door to restrain him.
" No, Child, this must be done between me and only her." Carl could only watch helplessly as his maker entered the emergency room. hoping against hope that Katrina would be able to save her before it's too late.
