[He isn't so quick to leave Takasugi with that. There's a matter of making sure he'll stay put for a least a minute, minute thirty. Brows slant into a glare at the offer -- he's not so thoughtful as much as a hellion. It's a far more concerning sight than it is appetizing.]
Asinine.
[He'll draw back with that; first onto a knee, and then he's retreating. While he may have no use for personal first aid, he does keep a Just In Case kit of sorts. Something about old habits, latent interests. When he does return, he's got a pillow tucked under an arm along with a med box, vials in his opposite, a wet cloth. He's still ass fucking naked, but that's whatever.
The box clanks on the floor, the pillow's tucked beneath Takasugi's head. He'll begin divesting him with that to properly assess his wounds. Peeling the fabric from his arms takes longest of all...good thing he's swimming in his outfit, more or less. La La La La....]
no subject
Asinine.
[He'll draw back with that; first onto a knee, and then he's retreating. While he may have no use for personal first aid, he does keep a Just In Case kit of sorts. Something about old habits, latent interests. When he does return, he's got a pillow tucked under an arm along with a med box, vials in his opposite, a wet cloth. He's still ass fucking naked, but that's whatever.
The box clanks on the floor, the pillow's tucked beneath Takasugi's head. He'll begin divesting him with that to properly assess his wounds. Peeling the fabric from his arms takes longest of all...good thing he's swimming in his outfit, more or less. La La La La....]