Rose clung to her friend, still shaking him slightly, a distressed whine breaking from her throat before she could force it down again. She didn't want to lose Raphael, couldn't lose him!

Pleading eyes fixed on Mr. di Arcone.

"Please, sir, can you do anything to help him? I don't know what's wrong with him, but I can't wake him up and... please!"

The whine was apparent in her voice and her eyes were begging the man for help.