Otis:- he blushed a teency weency bitcy- that's good- that should mean dont need alot of medicine. -he grabbed his back looking for bandages and stuff-
"...Where did you learn all this stuff from...?"
Otis: books. -he pulled out the medicine and bandages-
"O-Oh..."
Otis: -he puts medicine on his bruise and wrapped an bandage around his head- better?
"Mhm-thanks Otis!"
(idk how medicine works ._.)
Otis: I- your welcome- ?
"So-what now...?"
Otis: well- i was gonna take their shirt for making a cloak for you but i suppose we could just run farther away. do you remember your way back home?
"I don't-really have one of those..."
