He nods after looking where she showed her behind her hair and sighs again, now more of a sigh or relief. He moves his hand and moves her hair a little just to see the bruise again before moving her hair back. It seemed he was thinking to himself as he did since he was nice and slow in the stroke and gentile.
"I'd get you something for the headache but... we ran out... and its hard to find them out here... pills and what not. I probably used them all up with Gorge and... " he shrugs, "the other thing that was left is the alcohol that keeps us going... Well I dont know how he's feeling but I still feel it a little... it helps but... I still hear them..."
He groans a little and he rubs his forehead with his hand, running his fingers through his own hair and messing it up a little. She could tell if, she looked, that he was tired.
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