*A soft snarl comes from a shadowy corner near by, des slowly walks out and places a small visl of silvery metallic liquid down next to the wounded newcomer, his face hard and emotionless and his soft aura of dark energy making him seem bigger than he is* and to answer your question yes some can stand up for themselves, I happen to be one of them* he quickly pulls the flaps of his trench coat back around himself as the wind starts to pick up* but the only way for it to work is to give up on your emotion