At the scent of Araidna's blood, Jace's fangs appeared, cutting up the inside of his mouth. "Mute," he choked out. "Hospital.. Too many people, hurt people... I can't; I'm Fallen - " The wanting became acute inside of Jace, stabbing him like a knife through the belly. "Where is she bleeding?" he asked, not waiting for an answer. He tossed Mute some of the cloth from his sleeve. "Use this... Bandage," he told her, his hands shaking. "Get her to the hospital; I'll follow from up there."
Jace was shaking badly, so badly he had trouble standing. His fangs slashed at his lips, as he battled the internal desires inside of him. Breathing heavily, Jace staggered towards Araidna. He turned eyes full of desire at her shapeless form.