Daine staggers as Yuri hits the ground; the jar of the impact on top of the effort of holding him almost causes her to lose her footing. As soon as she regains her balance, she stumbles forward, too alarmed for caution. She can't believe Gabriel intended this. What's happened? Are they dead?

Her worst fears for Yuri are quickly dismissed; he's asleep or unconscious, but his sides are still heaving visibly as he breathes. Keeping an ear cocked in his direction in case he stirs, she turns her attention to Gabriel. He's still breathing, too, but he doesn't respond when she paws at his jacket. Letting out a low whine, she presses her nose against his jaw and gives him a gentle nudge. Nothing.

She considers returning to the base for help, then dismisses the idea. Edgar's already doing as much, and what if Yuri wakes up? She can't leave him - or leave Gabriel at his mercy. Panting, she lowers herself to the ground between Yuri and Gabriel to wait. After a moment's consideration, she shifts a bit closer to Gabriel; Yuri won't feel the cold with all that fur, but Gabriel might. If she can't wake him, at least she can help keep him from freezing.