"Whoa, whoa, whoa..." Kash fended off the arms trying to wrap around him like tentacles. He didn't like being touched at the best of times and this was so completely not the best of times. "I'm fine."

He glanced around, blinked, shook his head to try to clear the bright pink after-image.

"Okay. I'm not fine. Obviously, I'm not fine. I'm beat to shit, covered in giant blood--" He hoped it was giant blood. "--I'm pretty sure a couple of my ribs are broken and you are definitely not a spiritual servant. Don't take this wrong, what did you say your name was? Caroline? Caroline." He nodded to himself, satisfied he'd got that right. "But who the hell are you?"