C17 To not be selfish

He stopped, still halfway out the door, heart rate at an uncontrollable speed and then inspected his stomach. It wasn’t bad, just a thin scrape at his side. He went back in, shutting the door to avoid any curious neighbours. He walked slowly to Jamal and then crouched beside him. He was unconscious, bleeding slightly from a cut on his forehead. He noticed the stone on the floor