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Sarad blinked, had Dale really not known what the brakes were? if so, he felt bad for being snippish. "half the school, i don't think we can manage the entire thing. in fact-" he glanced over, "i wouldn't mind just going to the school and back. i'm not fond of this sort of thing." he smiled a bit, "it really is a city in of itself. i love it here, if i had my choice i'd come back and teacher here. stay until i'm old and decrepit. maybe see if they'd bury me somewhere on the grounds." he was panting slightly, even though they really weren't going that fast. "pretty strange ambitions, huh?"

Sarad shook his head, "it's ok! i didn't mean that i'm not having fun, i am. i just-well, i'm not very physically able. sorry." he gave a small smile, hoping to get Dale's good mood back as they started to go down. "A turtle? might have a hard time with that one. but then again, you're always home so that would be nice."

Sarad's heart stopped when he saw Dale end over. "Dale!" he quickly stopped his bike and dropped it as he ran to where his friend lay. "Dale?" oh, thank god his eyes were open. he landed on his back, so the chances of a head injury was less, but that didn't mean he couldn't have broken something. "don't move, ok? just lay there, let me check and see-" he looked over Dale's front and saw his elbows were bleeding as well as a gash on his right forearm that was spilling crimson blood. he pulled out his handkerchief and ripped it in half, one half was tied around the gash and the other half was ripped again and tied around each elbow. "I need you to sit up, ok? if you feel a sharp pain, stop and tell me where so i can check, ok? go slowly-" he put a hand on Dale's shoulder to help steady him and possibly catch him if he fell.

Sarad looked into his mouth and nodded, "Yes, you did." he moved behind Dale and carefully ran his hands along the other's back, feeling for anything broken. "it doesn't seem like you broke anything, but i'm not in any way an expert." Dale needed help and soon, he was bleeding too much from too many places, "do you think you can walk?" wouldn't it be better if he got someone on the bike? but that would leave Dale alone and he knew that was a bad, bad idea. there was another option and Sarad knew it was going to be hard, but he didn't have a choice. "alright, we're going to the nurse, but we're going slow, ok? stand up and lean on me, we'll get you there, ok? we'll just take it one step at a time." he moved to Dale's less injured side and placed his back to Dale's chest while holding onto his arm, using his back and legs to support his friend as he stood, "alright, we can do this. let's go slow, ok, Dale?"

"I'll take care of the bikes, let's just get you to the nurse," Sarad said, holding Dale up as they walked. it took almost twenty minutes to get to the nurse's office at their slow pace, but they got there. Sarad was exhausted from half carrying Dale, his hair was clinging to him in slick tendrils from sweat. as soon as they were in the twenty-four hour office, the nurses took over. there was a swirl over movement as two came to help Dale to a bed and one checked on Sarad. "I'm fine, he wrecked his bike going downhill," he said, stepping back from her searching hands. "the blood's not mine-" he looked down at himself and really saw how bad he looked. his silk shirt was ruined, more red than ivory now and his pants were close to the same. his only hope was that he wouldn't be punished since he was offering medical aid. he leaned against the wall and watched the women work as they cleaned and checked Dale over, worried about his friend. it had taken too long to get here, he just prayed that the time wouldn't cause any problems.

Sarad watched as they worked, feeling a little guilty that he was fascinated to see how they handled some of the wounds. "Stop talking, Dale. you hurt your tongue." he didn't want him to rebite it, and it was better if Dale didn't move as much so the nurses could do their work. "Just focus on me, ok? lay down and focus on me, ok?" he got a nod from the nurse and held Dale's good hand, sitting next to his bed, "we're going to spend our weekend getting you better, ok? you're going to stay in bed and let me take care of you, ok?" he smiled and gave Dale's hand a squeeze, "so long as you don't need to go to the hospital." he looked at the nurse worriedly and she shook her head a little, "but we'll see."

Sarad smiled a little, "hurting your stomach? bread helps, we'll see if we can find you some when we get back to the dorms. ok?" he'd have to call the bike company and let them know, once he'd gotten Dale into bed, he'd go back and take the bikes to the station. "they warned the meds might make you tired, so straight to bed after we get back. you need to rest." they reached the dorms and were stared at by students returning to their rooms. Sarad blushed, but kept his eyes down as he walked to the stairs, "i think i've some bread left over in the room, let's just hurry there, ok?"