Tartaglia's P.O.V.

"He'll be fine! It'll be fine! Not like he's going to die!" I tell myself,  carrying Kaeya over my shoulder, but soon entering a house so I can check him. Nobody's here, so lucky me. I go up stairs and sit him on the bed, the red leaving a mark on the mattress. I get a wet cloth to wipe away the blood. I didn't mean to hurt him that badly. I only wanted to knock him out... By hitting his head on a wall. The blood is wiped away, and so I wipe my hand on the wet side of his face to dry it a bit. Even slightly.

I then realize, even while worried, there's a white mark on his neck. I touch it and see, it's frost. Probably nothing important.  I put my ear to his heart to feel something.  Good. Still alive. I should flee Monstadt with him. I load him over my shoulder again, and exit the house as there is nothing I can do to help him, but to do what I'm tasked to do. So I'll bring him to the fatui. 

And so I run on and looking for the gate. Just as long as I don't run into that brother, I should do fine. Running further on, ignoring the sounds of swords clashing and screaming, I just head on.