Saturday sees the blood pooling in the hall, slaloms around the corner and drops next to Tenten

"I'm here!" she shouts. "I got Tenten - shit," she mutters, taking in the extent of the damage. "Fuck. Guts, get the doc down here now!" she shouts into her communicator. Then she rips the sleeves off her latest jumpsuit and starts trying to stop what bleeding she can.

"Help's coming, Tenten," she says, because maybe the girl can hear. "Just hold on a bit longer."