Aluren’s eyes were fixated on the woman, almost urging her to do so quickly. With her agreeing, he sighed in relief, his gaze rolling down to her bound chest. It took him several moments for him to realize he had been staring at the woman as she undressed.  Clearing his throat, he averted his gaze though not before reaching for one of the tightly bound knots, aiding on loosening the leather.<br/><br/>“My apologi-..” He’s pause, hand raising up to pull his hood down as he turned to look down upon her bloodied abdomen. Her shapely form certainly drew him in, though that was not what surprised him. Lips parted in his confusion as he looks to her scaled form, realizing the aura she had emitted and what she was.<br/><br/>“..Dragon.” He softly whispered, eyes raising to hers, widening with both shock and awe. “How are you alive?” His jaw tightened, guilt forming in his chest and such would be seen as he looked away from her silver, inhuman eyes and focused on the wound. Clearing his throat, he let his hand hover over her wound,  leaving it there for several moments before he spoke up. “Try to relax, my lady.” He softly muttered as a warm glow began to emit from his palm, granting her a sense of relief and easing her pain.<br/><br/>The miracle was a basic one, though with time it aided with the blood loss had he kept with it. Violet hues occasionally wandered as he slowly took in her form before letting them rest on her reptile-like eyes. He seemed to have to have become lucid, at least for the time being.<br/><br/>The anger in his tone was gone. His once flawless, clean shaved visage held several scars and stubble showing he had simply grown lazy or uncaring of how he looked. His long hair was unkempt and as dirty was his face was, though his hands, while rough, did not seem to have a speck of dirt on them due to the miracle.