Sakura nods numbly at Darius's assurances, not really hearing any of it. "Thank you." she says, idoly brshing a strand of hair behind an ear. She shivers, not really cold, but her tank top was candy coated in blood, making it stick to her like a second skin, as well as rivulets of blood on her face from when she had leaned close to pull her brother to safety.
The law enforcement degree hadn't, couldn't have prepared her for the feelings of being soaked in her brother's blood, he was gonna be a lawyer, he shouldn't have been involved in this, it was her fault, her fault that he had been shot. She didn't know what to feel, and beyond numbness, she wasn't, wasn't thinking, wasn't feeling, wasn't worrying, she was in shock. In shock the littlest things are magnified, the tiniest problem becomes world shattering. For that reason, the detective's oddities were quite enthralling.
"Umm, no, I, just...lets just go, I don't think I could drive my bike anyway." she tells him, givinghim her hand, letting him lead her to the car.