<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">Kazuma groaned as Amell worked his fingers into the wound and pried the arrowhead free. Sweat beaded across his face. He'd managed to keep relatively quiet during the process. Amell, thankfully, worked quickly. With the arrow out of his chest, Kazuma huffed as he relaxed against the floor. He closed his eyes. Amell tending to his wounds was almost relaxing after the fiery pain a moment ago. He hardly felt the needle as Amell stitched him up again. <br/>
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Once he was cleaned and bandaged, Kazuma listened to Amell leave the room -likely to clean himself and put away his bag. Kazuma accepted the help up off the floor. He took it slowly, letting Amell take most of his weight. Once on his feet, Kazuma leaned against Amell. They made their way back to the room that Kazuma had been laid up in. It took a bit, but finally, he was back in bed and comfortable. <br/>
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"Thank you," Kazuma said softly. He let out a soft breath as he lay there. "For helping."</span>