He looked so tired. By the time he was lying in the bed he was trying not to choke on the air that filtered through his wind pipe. Armas rolled over on his side and snorted before coughing hard and shaking his head to signify he didn't want anything. It was the best he could do, though, seeing as he was a little above humanly normal standards in abilities. If she persisted though, he wasn't exactly sure he could stop himself.<br/><br/>When she tried to ask him for anything else he remembered that one and only thing that could have helped him in that exact moment. Reaching up he caressed her face gently, his large yet soft hand cupping her chin as he brought her near. Armas' voice pinched in his throat before his voice struggled out in a whisper thick with probably blood and fluids that were probably making his face swell.<br/><br/>"Darling," he rasped, forcing a smile that made him wince. "Nothing you can do humanly possible will help me," he lied. "Settle down and just stay here. I'll be okay," he told her, but he wasn't really afraid of anything. He knew he would wake up tomorrow morning - when his body would regenerate - and if need be he would be much more in control and ready to have to probably find some sort of<span style="font-style: italic">food </span>to heal himself. He wished he had the strength to reset his jaw but he had none. If he had, he would have set it... Then probably bathed before going off to look for some source of energy - which he was somewhat glad he didn't have enough of - to attempt to heal himself which would probably end up with him preying on her. He was almost certain that then and only then would he not hold back. He would probably devour her. Soul and body and then by morning she would be barely a husk of what she once was.<br/><br/>( Did you ever want to move this to the Cave? I'm allowed to post there. By the way, sorry for the delay. Classes have been rough recently.)