---&And Your Body Can't Stop Rocking, I Know, It Hurts To Let Go.<---
Constantine felt himself become weightless, drifting in and out of a state of lucidity. His head was pounding and his arm felt like jell-o. When he finally came back to a state of consiousness, he took in the sight of the infirmary. "Kooura..." he whispered. Veela's stern voice rang through his head, seeming to echo as if he was in a cave. "Kooura..."
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Kooura stiffened as Constantine was ushered into the room on the shoulder of a man she'd never seen before. She moved forward off of her pillows but as soon as she did the throbbing came back to her head. Her shoulder jarred as well. She'd moved too quickly. Her throat let out an involuntary squeal of pain. "Onee-chan!" she yelled to Constantine. He lifted up his head to look at her. Seeing her awake must have brought back some sort of life to him because he suddenly regained complete consiousness again. A smile beamed across his face. "Kooura, you're all right." he managed. His sudden burst of energy was quickly drained, which sent him back to depending on the man's shoulder. He needed food, and fast.