A Club of Two || Inv Only

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"The Zoners do good generally at repair out here... its been worse..."

He was putting his emotions to the back and hiding it quite well, himself. Half of him didn't care at all how she looked or felt or her physical well-being. The other half wanted to make she she was alright.
He blows smoke to the side again and then looks at her, meeting her eyes, and then looking down at her lip and blood-stained shirt and looking back up. She would obviously notice him as if seeming to examine her. In his mind he was assessing how much blood she might have lost and from what she might have gotten it from.
Before she could though turn away he had a hand resting a finger gently but still with a little force under her chin and seemingly taking a closer look while still getting her attention.

"You're quite busted up yourself too, you know... and don't tell me its nothing..." He said before she would turn her head away from his hand.

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