"I'll banish it once I know you're not gonna bloody die on me, yeah?" Charles snapped. And it dawned on him at the same moment. They could die. They... could die? He had the worst feeling that yes, yes they could die and Death could come for them. Again... For real. For... real.

At any other time, the fact that Edwin was always more focused on their case could swoon Charles. It was adorable every time. And it was how they operated. Edwin focused on the case and Charles focused on keeping Ediwn safe. Right now it still was the case but everything was new. They were new.

Charles pursed his lips and took a better look at Edwin, placing a hand on his back. He wasn't entirely sure he was supposed to sit up but on the other hand, he wouldn't want him to stay on this old floor for too long.

"Don't move just yet, mate, you're hurt, we gotta- we gotta know if you're gonna be okay..." Charles licked his lips nervously. Blood on the outside wasn't good, but internal bleeding? He personally knew how dangerous that could be. And judging by how Edwin held onto his side, there could be a case of broken ribs or worse. Something Charles had no idea how to fix. They couldn't go to a doctor, not really. They had healing spells. But the best could be, maybe, to return to their original existence of being ghosts! They knew how to handle ghost injuries.