Ryuke shifted his hand and caught her head so she would not hurt herself. Laying her down gently he sat up and sighed.
Taking the toothpick from his mouth, its split and shifted into a pristine, almost glass-like icy rose. Placing it gently on her bedside, he walked towards the window.
Sleep well, I shall tend to you later.With that he turned, smiling slightly, and disappeared though the window.