Siege wanted to kick the guy and tell him not to touch him but he couldn't move at the time let alone speak. He heard him stay he have to sit on her lap because he didn't want to get made him hate the guy even more he was kinda hoping that a semi would hit him so he could personally take his soul  to the judgment hall, However he was greatful on that bastard doing on thing for him that was not taking him to the hospital. If that was to happen she would find out quickly that he was assumed dead and that would be hard to explain. Siege had sliver hair and a dragon tattoo that started from his under his right eye and down to his chest. Thanks to the crash he had cuts and bruise all over him and now even though she couldn't see it his right wing was broken cutting his powers in haft. He held a black sheath sword in his left hand and it would seem he had a tight grip on it as well. He felt her starting to clean his wounds his eyes slowly open showing her his light velvet eyes they where so lifeless so cold at first then he let out a weak smile "Hi." he siad his eyes changing quickly to softer more friendly looking