...What the hell? Oi, woman! What happened to ya'?

[ She does hear him, but the way he approaches (and speaks), with the group of people suddenly gathered around her, there's only one explanation for her - the police, who are after her and Esther again. And thus, she pulls what little strength she has left into an attempt to pull herself up, to at least die protecting Esther. Which fails, of course, because she can't even really push herself off the floor. ]

N-no... Leave her... leave... her alone... She's one of you, you monsters...

One of me? A homunculus? I don't know what ya' mean, chick. More importantly, what the hell happened to you?! You need some help!

[ Strengthened more after Kasper giving her blood, her thought process starts to go a little further than the fear of their hunters at last. ]

You... who are you...?

[At the same time, a young sister arrives, short hair, wide eyes. Confused if this was a Vatican trickery, Kasper notices the bleeding woman and screams ]

Kyaaaah!

[ In her current condition, eyesight blurred from pain and weakness and loss of blood, all Shahrzad can make out is a blur of white of the "sister's" dress, and even the scream does not sound too far off for her right now. She reaches out weakly, hand shaking hard, almost wearing herself out by just this gesture, but afraid by the approach of so many people out of nowhere, when they were being chased just moments ago. ]

Est- Esther... please...

[Kaspar approaches to the fallen woman, taking the wounds and noticing the signals of the typical silver and UV effect on Methuselah. Should she saved the day? Of course! Maybe this woman knew why she was here. Rushing to Shahrzad's side, Kasper kneels.]

Please don't speak! I'll help you! Don't die, please!

[ Even though this nun is not the one that Shahrzad thinks, her closeness is comfort and indeed helps to calm the Methuselah countess down. She reaches for Kasper, clumsily putting her hand on the "girl's" knee and holding onto her, trying to make her eyes focus on her face. ]

...sther... please... kill me...

... Sha-

[ She cannot recognise Asta right now, although the voice sounds awfully familiar even through the daze of dying. ]

Who are... are you...? Don't hurt... her...

[and this is Father Abel who is traveling with Asta even though he looks a little - green -]

Hurt who?

[ Shahrzad on the other hand has no understanding for the situation, and in her state, is not exactly bothered with it. She is, however, bothered by the tall, silver-haired man. ]

Don't... touch...

Shit, Abel-

[Traitor to the Empire, she was a traitor to the Empire, but- Didn't Astaroth know her? Didn't she have her own doubts? Didn't she know very well what it was like, to be taken in by that man? And... she could justify this, could she not? ... She couldn't be taken to trail later for her crimes if she were dead now. ... Yes.]

Help me, here. Look to the Sister.

[She looks at the sister, and dismisses her just as quickly, a bad move, if she'd known what she was, a hand reaching for Shahrzad.]

Shahrzad.

[She glares at Greed, back off.]

Shahrzad al-Rahman.

[ She stands and rushes toward the priest, after feeding Shahrzad minutes ago to help her fight the UV poisoning. She knows who they are, from the Venice report given by the Magician, the woman an Imperial agent, the man is no other than Nightroad. Fisting her hands, Kaspar speaks in Roman ]

Help her! She's dying! She needs to be taken to the Hospital, please, Father!

[and here comes Rakka, walking past the carousel with a grocery bag clutched in her hands. By chance, she manages to glance at the carousel]

Are -- Are you okay?!

[ Now there is nothing that would make Rakka seem especially suspicious, but with the approach of the other people at the same time, and in a state of dying, everything seems suspicious. Hence, she flinches, only to be reminded in a rather painful manner how bad her condition is. ]

... don't... Esther...

[her body stiffens upon closer examination of Shahrzad's wounds, grocery bag falling to the floor as she clutches her hands together in shock.]

Y-you need to get to the hospital!

[ With the situation calming down, it is easier for Shahrzad to make sense of the words, but that does not change the general situation she believes herself in. ]

N-no... They will... Esther...

Ma'am... Come on! You got to get to the hospital!

[ She doesn't feel directly threatened by a child - a Terran child even - and after being given blood by Kasper, her thoughts have calmed down enough for her to consider people more than just enemies. ]

No... They would...

[she sighs, and her voice is soothing and confident.]

Don't worry. They en't going to hurt you.

No... where is she? What have they done...?

*walks to her as briskly as possible, eyes assessing the damage*

My name is Archer, someone asked me to come here to heal you. Can you hear me?

[ Calmed down by the presence of a Methuselah from her world, Astaroth, and helped out of the most immediate danger by the blood given to her by Kasper, Shahrzad is at least able to discern the approach as friendly. She is numb and unresponsive for a moment, emotionally and physically drained, but brings herself to speak eventually. ]

Y-yes... Who are... Where is she?

*clinically eyes the wounds*

I don't know who "she" is, I'm sorry. I'm going to reach out my hands over you and examine your injuries with magic, alright? Please don't be alarmed.