
"Even so. What if he couldn't?"

"I aussumed you cared for him. What the way you two eating each other faces off like the way you did. If he fell of his own acord would you do anything?"

"He grabbed my hand. You could have helped."

You were the one who pushed me.

"Must you be such a nusence?" She mumbled. "I could've just left him there. I'm not as heartless as you."

Tara easily took Conner's hands, twisted and put him over her shoulder. She was so small his legs dragged on the deck behind her. She trudged off to his room.

Tara pulled his eye lids back with her thumb. "He should be fine. At worst a slight concusion. But let's just put him in his room. Will you help me?"

"I can't move him now or he'll be disorented. You don't know the first thing about first aid."

"I can't move him now or he'll be disorented. You don't know the first thing about first aid."

"He's clearly breathing. Nothing good comes out of annoying me. He Come around."

She crawled back to him. "Conner?"

Tara tore away, putting distance between them.

She starred up at him, desperately trying to grab the nearest rope. "Don't let me fall."

Taking the blow full on Tara didn't have time to catch herself before she fell through the rigging.

"Congratulations... you climbed some rope." Tara said, dully.

"If she want so much to see me she can come up here."

Tara still didn't do anything, only started to get annoyed.