He watched as she headed over with the snow, Him closing his eyes again, not really caring what she was up to, until he felt himself being touched. All of a sudden everything made sense. She was going to cause him more pain."No, What are you doing..." He said with mild panic as she took off his sock and pressed the snow against it. His face tightening in agony. He only began to calm when she spoke of his Re bandaging his foot, The look of annoyance crossing his lips as she went to work.<br/><br/>"Yea, you try Dressing a wound on yourself and see how well it comes out for you..." He said softly, figuring she did it anyway. That was what people in action did. They stitched themselves. After all, no one could do more damage to him, than he could. He slowly became used to the pain, being inflicted by someone other than himself, him calming down with each passing second.<br/><br/>"I do appreciate it though, do not misunderstand..." He said softly, wincing again from not bracing when she touched it. Another thing of having people do shit to you. Unless you are paying attention to everything they do, you can never prepare for it. He sighed a little, the pain subsiding again as he smiled."Don't let this little problem fool you. I'm actually quite tough..." He said softly, as if assuring both of them. He had to be to have enough control over his reflexes not to hit here every time the pain shot up.