No! I want to scream inside my head. I can hear the words zooming around, trying to escape, but I won't let them. Everyone will just assume that something worse is happening. As if it wasn't bad enough already.
I've seen a lot of injuries on this journey. Just a moment ago my Healer's senses twitched. Someone's hurt. But this one's not an accident, I can tell. Someone's self-harming on this bus.
Why? Why does it always happen to me? As if there wasn't enough blood! What's worse, I'm not the only one who's noticed ... I'm sure that guy must be a vampire - he fits the bill, as I've met some before - and he's seen her arm. Why do people think that hurting themselves will make things better?
Next to me, Olivia groans and puts her head in her hands. I used to get that, too - injuries make me feel ill. I trained myself out of it a while back. She's got it bad - I'd say a migraine at least.
I glance behind me, trying not to see the bloody scene a few rows back. Two demon-like creatures appear to be having an intense discussion in one of the nearer rows, but I can't hear what they are saying. This bus is too weird for words
Next time we stop, I'm getting off, I think, and then I remember what the Commander said to me.
"That was a good thing you just did back there, Mai."
I can't let him down. These people need me.
I just want to go home, but if I do, several people could die. It's not in my nature to just leave them here, in danger. Why? Why me? This is Earth, for goodness sake! It's supposed to be inhabited by humans, not vampires, werewolves - I'm sure there's one of those - demons, and goodness knows what else!
Would leaving really be such a bad idea? I hastily scribble a 'for' and 'against' list in my green notebook. My lists always work. It's tough luck - I have to stay. A spark lazily drifts down my arm, resting on Olivia. She looks at me gratefully.
"Thanks," she says. "I had a blinder of a headache."
I have to stay, I tell myself as I sit frozen in indecision. I'm needed here.