First off
He said he’d rather havwe you do it
second off
he wvants absolutely nothing to do wvith me
Thirdly
evwen just a second ago he wvas going to refuse my help until he realized howv bad his injury truly wvas
I’m sure he’d prefer it if I wvasn’t trying to...
==> oh fucking shit no. ew. ew. ew. EW. You're covered in vomit for trying to help? ARE YOU DOOMED TO HAVE BAD SHIT HAPPEN TO YOU? You strip of your sweater along with the gross green fluids that previously inhabited Meenar's stomach. How disgusting, you thought. At least none got on your face or pants, but dang. How are you supposed to operate with puke on your shirt? EW. It isn't as if you keep a spare in your sylladex! Wait, hold up. The first aid kit you brought has gauze in it...but that's supposed to be used on Meenar! UGH this is so nasty You just can't. Fuck it. You remember in the back of your mind the time when Tane threatened to do with you exactly what you do to yourself now: take off your shirt. You still have a bra on, but you feel a little... EXPOSED. You make a half-assed attempt at covering the little cleavage that you have.
Please
don't do that again
and also can you please only look at my face?
I'vwe decided to help.
ey woah woah why wouldnt i look at your face
i dont even
ANYWAVE i cant kelp the smell of my own blood sickens me
just fuckin kelp mar please its gettin kinda difficult to even sit












