"Please, just let me help you cleaned up. Then, you can leave, or whatever." Tabbi said, hoping that the woman would cooperate with at least this. She couldn't control her after that, and maybe not even before. It hurt her somewhere inside when thinking about the woman leaving, but she pushed the feeling aside for the time being.<br/><br/>She quickly went to her bathroom and grabbed out bandages, sports wrap, and wet a hand towel. The whole time she was curious about what the mystery woman thought of her and what was going to happen next. She honestly had no idea. This could end up in the hunter's death, or her own - either by a mistake now, or the hunter being able to track her after.<br/><br/>Tabbi splashed her face with cold water then raised her gaze to the mirror. Looking at her bright green eyes reflecting back she muttered, "What the actual hell am I thinking?" She gave up on reason and shook her head. She picked up the supplies and started to head out the bathroom and back to the probably empty living room.