[ He's in pain, coughing blood, knees so weak he can't stay upright on his feet, trying to keep his face away from hers because he no doubt saw her mask, and he's... concerned about her? It's jarring, the realization. Not only that, but his words. He didn't make a single attempt to command her and she's not sure how she feels about that. ]

Woah! Not on the floor, not on the floor!

[ She is sure she can figure it out later and takes a breath before lowering it so she can slip the arm holding it beneath his and sort of lift him up and onto the bed. She'd caught him when he fell into her, but it's mostly her moving his weight, so she's careful not to move them in such a way that he hits his head on the bedside table or the head board or anything else. The footing is a little tricky, but she manages not to fall on top of him.

Making light of things when he's dying... he's the one dying right now, so why's she feel so scared? ]

'M gonna need you to speak your truth before you can't speak, Hoshina-kun.

[ Her voice is too soft, her focus centered. She couldn't keep a smile on her face right now to save her life. ]

'S really rude to go and die when you've got a cute guest, y'know?