Cyr sighed, rubbing his head, he blinked as he received the message rather easily - it wracked his brain however after so much use of telekenisis, he rubbed his head and groaned. Then frowned lightly, murmering "Atleast she's okay." to himself.
Cyr blinked as he saw Niola scream, his eyes widening as he softly got up. He wobbled a bit, still feeling weakened - apart from his broken arm, his body was badly bruised. He could still move, however.
"Th-Thank you..." He heard her say. Cyr smiled and nodded.
"Mmh. Don't mention it." He coughed weakly, running a hand through his hair before hopping over the railings and gliding down towards the floor, following Niola in her sudden sprint to help Ben. He looked over his shoulder and nodded at Jack.
"Uh... Niola..." He started, looking at her wounds. "You sure you're going to be okay with... Y'know...?" He pointed to the bleeding bandage around her stomach. Then he looked to Ben, "And yes, I suppose. Just promise I won't have to fight for a while. My head's killing me."
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