Kitane looks to Atticus and smiles slightly. Before she can even get a word out, everything seemed to speed up and take a turn for the worse. Still standing before the window-wall, she tries to grab Moby before he can go through it, but failing. "Ah shit." She winces slightly at the shards of glass in her left shoulder. Limping slightly, she looks down to her legs and notices a large chuck of glass and grimaces. "Well, that's not good." She mutters, collapsing. Feeling the capacity of her pain tolerance dissipating, she bites her lip hard and grabs for her leg. "Artery's been sliced.." She mutters, not daring to move the shard of glass. Looking in Atticus' direction, she tries to prop herself up using the small coffee table. The glass in her shoulder starts to shift around, slicing the muscles further as she moves. "Ah dammit.." She growls, falling back onto the floor. As she does, one of the smaller shards dislodges and black blood starts oozing from the small wound.