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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Will they come back?" Aria asked, a slight tremble in her voice. She always prided herself in being collected, at least on the outside, but right then she could hardly keep it together. Werewolves were out to kill him, which meant they'd probably kill her too.

[Grayzers]

"Not for a while." He panted, eyes drifitng halfway shut. It was clear he was exhausted and in pain. He didnt think he'd be able to make it to the shower.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aria swallowed and took a step forward. "Are you okay? Do you need help?"

[Grayzers]

"I just need... sleep." He murmured, closing his eyes. Blood was flowing from a wound on his shoulder and it was clearly his blood, as it was the only spot where blood still moved

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aria managed to pull herself together enough to stride over. "No, you need medical attention. Do you have a first-aid kit?"

[Grayzers]

He nodded slightly, not speaking. He waved towards his bedroom. "Bathroom...." he mutterex

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aria nodded and ran off to his bedroom. She didn't pause to think about the fact that she was invading his private place--or whatever. She looked around and located the door to the bathroom, then rushed inside and started searching for the first-aid kit.

[Grayzers]

It was underneath his bathroom sink in the cabinet. Meanwhile, he could feel himself growing more and more exhausted as his adrenaline wore off.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aria grabbed the kit and then ran back to the kitchen. She knelt beside him and unclipped the kit so she could open it. "Where are you hurt?"

[Grayzers]

"Shoulder." He said gruffly, "My left."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Can you... get your shirt off?" Aria asked. Despite the situation, a blush rose to her cheeks.

[Grayzers]

He grunted, wincing as he leaned forward, using his good arm to pull it off over his head. It took a little longer to get it off his injured arm.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aria wondered for a moment if she should help him, but she ended up sitting there with her hands in her lap. When his shirt was off, she grabbed the bottle of peroxide and a few cotton swabs.

[Grayzers]

He rested against the door once more, eyes closed as he awaited more pain. He was grateful for her help though. She was being so kind

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aria glanced from the cotton balls to his arm, noting the amount of blood on his shoulder. Then she screwed the cap off the bottle and dumped some directly onto his wound.

[Grayzers]

He hissed in pain, fists clenching as he tried to keep still for her. "Ive always hated that stuff." He muttered

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aria gave him a tight smile. "Me too." Now she wet the cotton ball and started to wipe away the blood around his shoulder first. Once she'd gotten most of it, she gently swabbed the wound itself.

[Grayzers]

He grunted, "Surprisingly graceful for a human." He smiled teasingly.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Are you saying you're more graceful than I am?" Aria asked, raising her eyebrows at him. She set the bloody cotton balls aside and picked up a bandage from the kit.

[Grayzers]

He laughed, "Heck no. Werewolves are some of the most ungraceful creatures on earth." He chuckled