"Do you have some pervasive form of modesty, or something?" Because this whole refusing to look at her deal was really very strange. Whatever hesitance she felt about being in his space, which was still barren but that only meant it was certainly Roland's all the same, was gone in favor of taking care of him and now she stood much closer, just behind him in fact.

"No, it's very rarely that simple, unfortunately." She took the case whether he planned on liking it or not and opened it to see what was inside. It hadn't even been an hour, and if something was caught in the wound he'd have been gushing, not crushing over. She wondered if it hurt terribly anyway. "Really is a shame, I thought you looked wonderful in that."

And now it was all bloody. "Much better with the guns, though." That she had still avoided getting anywhere near the answer she had promised him should not be any grand surprise.