"Ok yep-"
She rushed into the room, gently placing a hand on the uninjured part of his chest and pushing him to lay flat on his back
"Where's the first aid kits."
"T-The first room y-you encounter when going u-upstairs.."
He groaned in pain.
"Great-don't. Move."
She sprinted upstairs to go and get one
he leaned his head back, pain overcoming his body.
She quickly ran back downstairs and opened it up. She started expertly cleaning and taking care of his wounds.
He was in agony, winning, hurting, he was looking at her as he continued to groan in pain, hissing every time she tried wounding a scar.
"The more you tense up, the more this'll hurt..."
Her lips were slightly pursed, focusing on what she was doing. She didn't even glance up at him as she said that
"I-It hurts what am I supposed to do.."
"Try to breathe...in for four, out for four, ok?"
"O-Okay..."
He looked at her, cointing in his head.
