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Ubel squeaked softly when he saw Grave rushing at him, standing up straight in alarm and reaching out to stop the other, smiling crookedly. "I'm sure m'fine..." he said quietly, trying to calm Grave's worry. "I just... have a bit of chest pain." And it hurts to breathe, and walk, and overall attempt to move... "But I'm sure it's just a bruise. Antigone and Aysel wanted me to check on it though. I got smacked in the chest with a dud shell."

Grave nodded softly in response to their words, but his concern was still bold in his eyes, ad his soft mouth was upturned in a small tight curve.
"Oh dear, oh dear..." Euphrasia tutted and floated forward like chiffon in the wind. She took Ubel with utmost gentleness and directed him towards the nearest bed. There she removed his shirt and laid him on his back so that she could apply some salve immediately and get to work on healing him.
"Do you know how bad it is?" Grave asked, peering over the bed at his fallen lover. Euphrasia smiled at Ubel, and didn't raise her head when she replied to Grave's query.
"The bruising is extensive, and there is a single hairline fracture in the third rib. If you'd taken another hit here, child, you might have actually cracked your rib. Cracked ribs are very dangerous, the Essence in bone marrow is very toxic to the blood stream, and you would have gotten terribly ill. as it is, we may be able to patch you up in time for the game tomorrow. That is, if you still want to play."
Grave looked to Aysel, and murmured, full of concern. "Thank you, for bringing him when you did." Then Grave turned to Ubel and nodded firmly. "Don't you push yourself. If you just comply with them, and do as they say, and rest well, you'll be fine. I hope you can come play tomorrow, Ubel..."

"Ubel~!" Aysel squeaked, both worridly and scoldingly. Toxic! He could have been poisoned! How lucky that she and Anti had insisted or...or...she squeaked again, softly, not even minding that he reached for Grave and not her. To her friend's object of affection, she offered a quiet "You're welcome..", though she never took her eyes off of Ube. "You'll be okay.." she assured him, "Just...listen to them, okay? I'll sit with you awhile, and I expect to see you up and beating me an Anti senseless at paintball tomorrow, yeah? Not literally-" she added with a quick look to Euphrasia, "But..well, you understand what I mean.."

Aysel nodded to Grave, ruffling Ube's hair affectionately. "Get better, alright? I'll see you tomorrow." Taking a few steps away, she glanced at Ube once more and smiled, then headed for the door. To Grave, she said, "So, where to? I'd suggest the arena, but I don't think I'd like to be your opponent at that again if it's all the same to you.

"I'm sorry too." Aysel replied, though she made a face at his smiling over Torrid. But she'd not mention it, not if Grave might get angry at her again. He was rather terrifying when he was angry. "I was only confused at why Ubel like you so much better than I...and I suppose I was jealous as well. I'll play with you again..." she paused, pondering for a moment, "If we can both promise not to take the game too seriously. I won't target you, and you won't target me. Is that acceptable?"

"Oh! Right, you used all of your up.." Aysel bit her lip in thought for a moment, and then tossed ten of her shots to him. "There are some that randomly are exposed...and then whoever has the chance to grab them, gets them. I'm almost fully-reloaded, so I can spare you a couple." She shot him a competitive grin, adding "I'll still shoot at you too...I just won't chase you and target only you. And.." She sighed, glancing back at the door to the infirmary, "I don't think Ube needs me. He likes me, certainly, and he was my first friend..but he doesn't need me, Grave. He needs you, for whatever reason. I'm just here to make sure that you or any other person hurts him." She laughed sheepishly, her grin widening. "I guess I kind of see him as a younger brother, you know?"

Ubel didn't know when he had fallen asleep, but he knew that when he woke, it was late in the afternoon, and he was worried about missing any more of the games. Red eyes looked around slowly, a tiny sound coming from the boy, before he slowly worked on sitting up in bed, rubbing his eyes.

Ubel squeaked in surprise when Antigone seemed to just appear, eyes wide. Then he smiled shyly, reaching out to grab Anti's hand and hold her still. "Hey, it's okay. You couldn't have known it was going to happen, you know?"