Lucien took the small bottle of ointment from Bella, right before gently taking her hand- A surprising movement considering he'd been so rough earlier, and gently moved her over so she sat on the very edge of his lap on his knees, just enough so she wouldn't be standing, but wouldn't have to hold herself up, either. He lifted her shirt with her back facing him, enough so he could see from her waist up to her shoulders, and simply stated in a rather soft tone, "Hold your shirt up like that.." And after a moment of waiting he squeezed out some of the ointment onto his hands, and softly began massaging the pastey ointment into her skin and wounds.