Amoura tried not to cry out in pain, tried to be brave and not let Trustar think she was weak, but her side was on fire. Every time she tried to breath a searing pain ripped through her broken ribs. Unable to hold it in, she let a heavy sob escape but it only made the pain worse. Trustar was suddenly at her side. 

"Amoura!" He hovered above her, unsure of what to do. She was loosing control of her breathing, letting it become more desperate and faster, a panic rose inside her mind. Pain was taking over rationality. There was a hand on her back. 

"Amoura, listen to me, I think you should take some deep breaths."

her eyes shut tight, she tried to master the sobs coming out, but to no avail. Between gulping down air, she tried to tell him she couldn't. 

"I'm going to go get help, I'll be right back don't worry." But before he could stand from where he was kneeling beside her, she had managed to grab his arm and shake her head. The thought of being alone was unbearable.