Milla gasps for breath, clutching at the two of them and letting out another wail, but she's almost going into shock now. She leans into Psii as he tries to staunch the bloodflow, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

"Have to elevate it," she murmurs dazedly against him. "The legs. Lift them. Apply pressure. And the hospital...We have to go, right now. Like you said."

It's a pretty severe wound, losing both legs, she knows. She clutches the package against her chest, wondering what on earth was so important it would be worth two limbs. Idly, she thinks that maybe it's a punishment, for failing to protect what was important.