Sora nodded, quickly running out of the room. Not realizing that Kurisu was sleeping (he tends to forget a lot); he slammed the door behind him.
Hearing the door open, Kurisu woke up, her eyes shooting open. She noticed the blood on the floor and followed it to Riku's foot with her eyes. She jolted up and ran to him, examining the wound. "How did this happen?" she asked, worry in her eyes.
Riku then pointed to the window.
Kurisu nodded. "Does it hurt terribly?" she asked, searching the room for some bandages. She spotted some on the side of his bed and picked them up. She ripped off a piece of her shirt and found some alcohol to clean the wound.
Riku nodded, but didn't show it a bit on his face. Even when she started cleaning it with the alcohol, he didn't wince. He didn't want to show his emotions, especially pain.
She then dressed the wound with the bandages nice and tight. She then sat up next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. "I don't want it to hurt you. I know I can't remember anything, but I feel like we had a special connection."
Riku just looked to the ground and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, "We did."