"I would hardly call it saving, I prefer the words... keep you out of trouble... for what good I have done so far."<br/><br/>Her smile faded as she looked to his chest once the shirt was gone, she contemplated a million things, though she would stick to what she was going to do. Moving further up on the bed she would leave enough room for him to lay down in the middle of the bed. The box laid beside her as she pulled out a couple of the cleaning pads. Cutting open the pack so that the scent of alcohol filled the spaces between them.<br/><br/>"This will hurt..."<br/><br/>The man had already had enough pain to deal with, it hardly seemed fair to do further harm to him but... it had to be done to keep the wounds cleaned. She was gentle as she brought the path down to the upper portion of his chest, swabbing over the thick mass there, washing away the blood and riding the wound of any infectious germs that may be there.<br/><br/>"Let me know if it is too much for you to handle... ok?"<br/><br/>She looked up to him, to make sure he was ok, she knew he wouldn't tell her the truth were pain were involved. The bit into her lower lip as her hand brushed over the warm flesh as she swabbed further to rid the blood and the wound or the germs, if any.<br/><br/>"After this... I will return to my room so that you can rest til the tournament tonight."