rises from the kitchen table and immediately goes for the first aid kit. "What trouble have you gotten into now, sister?"

for a moment. "Niels... which one is he?" He sets the first aid kit on the table and begins to pull out gauze and bandages.

sighs. "Then say away from him, before you get yourself killed. Don't be hardheaded and stupid like me. Where did he get you?"

swears violently. "Goddammit natalia," he snaps, slamming his fist on the table. "Where is this fucker? I suppose a gun and ammunition_

would be helpful as well... kolkolkol..."

frowns, calming down a bit. "I will deal with him later then," he says, voice icy cold. He begins tending to her wounds, muttering threats_

against the man who hurt his sister.

pauses to think a bout it. "... Nyet," he says simply, his anger fading. "You are my sister. I cannot doubt that you were in the right and_

that this man who ha done this to you must be punished."

doesn't look up from his work. "Of course. You are normally much more level headed than this," he replies, a hint of reproach in his tone._

He is still worried but mostly angry, and even though he told Natalia he wasn't mad at her, he needs some way to let his emotions out.

shakes his head. "Nyet, nyet, it is not your fault. I should save my anger for him, da?" He smiles up at his sister, an evil glint in his_

eyes.

finishes fixing her wounds and stands. "I trust you can get yourself to bed and rest for awhile. I'll return later."