George: George sucked in a tight breath, wincing in pain as Lucas put pressure on him. "It was hard to!!" George shot back weakly, shifting slightly to press away from Lucas's hands. "It's not like I was completely level headed at the time either so you can't blame me."

Ariv: "Alastor, why are you being so vague??" Ariv begged, trying to at least get Alastor to stop looking forward and actually look at him. "Why are you being so secretive?"

Lucas: he glared at him for a moment longer before looking down to the wound and gently inserting the tweezers trying to get a hold of whatever was stuck inside George. "You're still dumb for getting into this situation"

George: George struggled to breathe let alone talk as Lucas inserted the tweezers into the wound. "It still wasn't like I-” George struggled to not move as he gave a labored inhale, trying to not pass out despite the dizziness. "It was not... like I... had a choice...!"

Ariv: Ariv just nodded hesitantly and began studying his surroundings incase... Incase things went sideways. Ariv knew they would eventually. If he was thinking, he would have looked ahead to get a better plan but against his better judgment, he didn't. Everything about this felt off as he just looked more and more tense with each step.

Lucas: he grumbled trying to get ahold of whatever was stuck inside George. The sight of George's wound made him sick to his stomach. "Why didn't you have a choice. You have your special magic shit and a brother." He paused glaring up at him. "Who might I add is a literal god." He took a deep breath. "I don't understand how this wasn't avoidable dear!"

George: "Yeah, well Serenity and Ariv shouldn't be allowed to get involved in what was happening," George shot back. "I wasn't going to get them involved in a fight between two government like beings that control multiple universes." George hissed again as the pain suddenly spiked. "Do you have the piece yet??"

Ariv: "What's that tune you're humming?" Ariv asked, his eyebrows arching with confusion. "You usually hum something far different... Also, why does it appear the contrast and vibrancy has been raised on the greenery of this area?"

Lucas: once he got a good hold on the peice he nodded his head tugging on it gently to see if it would come out on its own. "Why are you caught up between government beings that control multiple universes...?" He questioned before he pulled the shrapnel out from George's wound.

George: "Well that's a bit more-" George nearly gagged as the shrapnel was pulled from his stomach, placing a hand over his mouth to stop himself from making a sound. George whispered a string of curses. The shrapnel piece was green and glowing faintly. It looked like it was steaming too. "Just... Just put in on the counter for now please?"

Ariv: "Alastor, this doesn't feel right," Ariv mumbled, studying him for any more abnormalities. "How... How do I know this is the real you? How do I know this isn't all some... illusion of some sort to get me to do something?"

Lucas: he looked over the shrapnel for a moemnt before doing as he was told placing it on the counter. He quickly went back over and put an alcohol soaked cloth over the wound placing pressure to stop any bleeding and clean it. "You're going to explain this to me later George."

George: George squirmed away from the rag, whining quietly as he almost fell backwards in the tub. "I'll tell you if stop touching me with that awful venom!!" George barked, trying to push it away.

Ariv: "Why would you phrase it like that? Putting emphasis in 'you?'" Ariv bit his lip, not pulling away from Alastor's touch. "Whatever it is you think, I trust Alastor. I am just trying to see if you are him or not..."

Lucas: he sighed pulling the cloth away. "We're going to have to clean it even if you don't like it ..you're going to get an infection like this.." he whined crossing his arms over his chest.