She really ought not to. Revealing any sort of realtionship beyond casual conversation in public simply gave others leverage. It gave them a potential weakness to be exploited. But she'd had to watch as the kessek had gone after Zouichi and she hadn't done anything. Because fighting and tipping her hand would've ended horribly.

So now, Ildraniath knelt over him, finger-tips ghosting over the (relatively) clean side of his face, "Zouichi. Can you hear me?"

She didn't know how severe the damage was internally. It looked unpleasant from the outside.