[ while there is much to be discussed, none of that seems particularly important at the moment. he notes zero's comment, filing it in the back of his head. he knew she wasn't entirely human, but if she normally had regenerative powers, that only confirms it further. he's admittedly curious to learn more about this person he's contracted to, including why she is the way she is, but right now simply making sure her injuries don't get worse is paramount. ]

What did you even do to end up like this anyway?

[ he spares a glance back at the kitchen, along with the shards of the glass cup. though he was first taken aback by her shoddy attempt at treating herself, she's never seemed the type to be so clumsy she'd hurt herself just performing a mundane task.

which means this is likely his own fault. it makes sense; to heal himself, he's had to draw more mana from her than he normally would. for someone unaccustomed to such a thing, that would undoubtedly be disorienting. as that realization settles in, his frustration fades a bit, instead replaced by growing concern. ]

Just hold still. This will likely sting. [ there are still small pieces of glass in her arm, which he sets about removing as painlessly as possible. it's clear she has a high tolerance for discomfort, but this could hardly be pleasant for anyone. he wipes away the blood as he removes each piece, doing what he can to staunch any bleeding. ]

Is this really the time for you to be concerned about me? [ he scoffs a little as he continues to treat her wounds, simply using the paper towels and water to at least make sure the cuts are cleaned properly. ] I'm fine. My wounds will still take some time to completely heal, but I'm in far better condition than I have been in quite some time.

It's your condition that's more worrying. [ and he doesn't simply mean the cuts. ] Our contract has weakened you.