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[X] Double-check that the bindings are tight. She might loosen the knots.
[X] Tie a gag around her mouth. She might scream.
[X] Gently sit her up on the wall. Check if she has a fever.
[X] Probe her body and examine the wisp. Perhaps you can find some sign of the injury.
[X] Carry her to the workshed. That area seems deserted enough.

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Vincent examines her bindings, making sure they are tight. He also ties a gag around her mouth, in case she screams. He can't afford to let her escape or call for help. He doesn't know how strong this girl really is, and there may be others in the shrine grounds as well. He may easily end up dead if he isn't careful.

He pauses to consider stripping off her clothes and tying a blindfold, but decides against it. If she had any concealed weapons, he would have noticed it while binding her. A blindfold would prove useless, since she already saw him. They seem to be a bit excessive at the moment.

"What next," he mutters as he listens for any footsteps. The shrine seems quiet at the moment. He turns back at Youmu. She looks pitiable in her current state. He gently sits her up against the wall and places the back of his hand on her forehead.

"Temperature is a bit low," he says. Did the shot do so much damage that her body can't recover?

Vincent first examines the wispy object behind her. His hands go through it as if it was fog, but he doesn't feel any coldness. He can't find any sign of a bullet hole at all, did it just vanish? He examines the walls of the room, but the bullet isn't lodged in any of them.

He turns back to the wisp and traces his fingers along its edges as he ponders what to do next. Youmu moans wearily. Vincent jumps and readies to draw his sword, but she remains still. Looks like it was some sort of reflex reaction.

He gently probes Youmu's body for any cuts or wounds, but he finds none. He does notice how soft her skin feels to the touch, and how her hair tickles his fingers. She feels a bit colder than normal, but she really seems like a healthy young girl. She looks pretty cute like this, as if she is sleeping. Vincent is almost tempted to give her a kiss. He manages to recover by shaking his head violently.

"This is not the time for that," he says to himself.

He quickly lifts Youmu up and carries her back to the workshed. That area seems to be deserted enough for him to plan out his next move without alerting anyone else. As he gets closer to the workshed, he absentmindedly wonders how soft Youmu's lips would feel.

"Too bad everything's gone to shit," he says, sighing.

He gently puts the unconscious Youmu down at a corner of the shed. He sits her up, and adjusts her body to a more comfortable position. He then drops his pack beside him and takes a seat, leaning heavily on the wall behind him.

"What the hell am I going to do now?"

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