There's a frown on the blonde's brows and he slides that hand down to Kai's side, looking for the injury. That relief washes over Marco as well, his head clearing, the dizziness and ache becoming something closer and easier to handle, pain and a sense of weakness, blood loss.

"It will be fine," he agrees. "And sure, we'll move out of the way but then you need to let me patch you up before you keel over."

He tucks himself close to Kai's side, reaching over to wrap one of his arms around his shoulders and takes a gentle hold of his waist to haul him back towards the mouth of the alley. "If you won't think of yourself, think of me," he says with a strained voice. "I feel everything you do."