Chris was still pissed, but calmer now that he'd beaten them sons of bitches. He looked at her with wide eyes as she said they'd done that before "What? why are you telling me this now?" he asked, wetting some paper towels and wiping away her blood "They have no right... i shoulda slaughtered em..." his blood boling with rage.<br/><br/>Chris took off his shirt which revealed a really big bruise on his shoulder, he played it off like it was nothing but it still hurt. It wasn't from the fight... Chris took off his winter coat and wrapped it around her. "Stay warm, you're still not completely well and i hat you for making me take you out there, this wouldn't have happened" He said with a fatherly tone but he loved her too much for anything bad to happen to her.<br/><br/>Chris took her hand and sat her down on the matress "A treat, for my favorite girl in the world!" he held out her favorite candy and watched her face light up as he handed her it. "You deserve it" he said with a smile then roughed up her hair with love. The back was filled with potato chips and some drinks... more than half was stolen and for once, they weren't going to sleep hungry.