Celine walked back and forth out the door as she worried about Calhoun being all alone inside that room.
She wanted to make sure that he was alright. She was scared that Calhoun might've suffered an internal injury that would hurt him for the rest of his life.
Andrew and Marc were still in their wolf form, resting their heads on the floor, watching their Luna walking back and forth like a broken wind-up toy.
"He'll be fine, Miss. He just needs a bit of rest, then we can go home," Andrew said as he tried to pacify her.
"Yeah, even that old man said he's in good health without any injury. Don't stress yourself out because of him," Marc said. "Calhoun had suffered far greater injuries before and always came out fine each time."
"That doesn't help, Marc," Celine said.
"Eh? But what I said is true. He suffered a lot of injuries before…" Marc muttered. "I remember that time when he was about to die because of a serious internal injury."