Boa winced and squeezed his eyes shut as he heard his plate clatter to the floor. Sighing heavily as he pushed himself up to stand, setting down his own plate. "I'll take that as they are not a friend of yours," he said to the man, walking over to where he had originally been sitting. Bending down on one knee, Boa picked up the plate in one hand while he cleaned up the food, piling it into a big heap in the middle before he disposed of the food. Washing off the plate and silverware, he dried it and set it aside.<br/><br/>Rubbing the back of his neck, Boa glanced over at the still whimpering man and walked over to him. Stretching his arms out towards him, there was a soft grunt of effort as he scooped him up and carried him to the couch. Setting him very gently down before he took the man's hands in one of his own and pinned them down. Almost forcing him to look into Boa's eyes as he stared near holes into him. "I'm not going to hurt you. You're going to need to trust me on this, alright? Stay inside and make sure to lock the door when I leave. I won't let them near you if I can help it. But you have to stay inside and trust me, do things when I tell you to and let me heal you, which means staying as still as you can when you can. Alright?" Boa said gently, his usually rough voice, calm and smooth as he slowly let go of the man's hands and sat back on the couch. Waiting for any sign that he would let Boa do what he said he would.