[JUST WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, THEN. Koltira starts when he notices the ribbon racing towards them, but as the situation becomes more clear--slightly--he has a similar reaction as his other self. In other words, the sense he gets from Martin's spectral presence reminds him of the Holy Light, which calms him well enough to reach for his bandages again. He holds the roll awkwardly, frowning at Bariyan's slumped form; Koltira needs access to the neck wound, but he doesn't want to force it. As he glances back at the kid beside him, he recognizes the face from the network.]
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... Martin?