He gets it, really. He gets where Carly is coming from, why she hates vampires, why she's attacking Xabat, but... if she hates vampires, shouldn't she hate him as well? His half-asleep brain can't make sense of the pieces, and he can't put the picture together.

But something in him, something in his instincts won't let her hurt his sire. He doesn't even really like Xabat; but he can't let her kill her. Moreover, he can't let his friend be a killer.

Xabat continues to dodge the death bird attacks, each shot getting closer to hitting him, while Sora wobbily gets to his feet and runs toward Carly until he's up close enough to yank on her arm, yank her back from the battle.

"Carly, please! Stop it!"