@airofhigherplaces x
Stupid, stupid stupid. Why can’t he go five minutes without getting into a fight and now this kid was getting in his face?!
“Believe whatever you want kid, I don’t care! I don’t need some little brat taking care of me!” Crap, that was probably too harsh. Kyo brushed his hand through his hair in an attempt to prevent it from spiking up. “I’m fine, okay? I don’t need help.”
"... I'm an adult, one who's older than you, kid." he'd correct, voice monotone and even, with an expression to match. It's not the first time he's been mistaken as a teenager, but at this point, it's getting ridiculous. "Don't make this needlessly complicated."
"Wounds can get infected rather quickly. Let me patch it up." he'd have a first-aid kit with him like habit; it'd only take a few moments if they'd let him.
"— the streets here are crime-riddled, if you didn't know. I'd urge you to be more careful, lest another 'accident' happens."
