Crystal winced each time he touched the wounds, a stinging sensation shooting through her legs. At one point during his cleaning of her legs, she gasped as the pain shot up her back.<br/><br/>When he finished dressing the cuts and scrapes, Crystal sat up then felt him clean and redress her hand. She thanked him for his kindness then moved back by the wall allowing  him room to lay beside her.<br/><br/>Crystal nodded to him when he asked if he might lay next to her. She watched him as he moved about. If he was to look, he would see the pain in her eyes, that she was trying hard to hide from him. "Please, you know about me from my father, I wish to know of you. If... If you don't mind telling me." She lay back on the pillow, her eyes on his face.