Terrence looked at her leg, where the wound would be. It wasn't easy to miss, since there was a tell-tale stain where the wound had been disturbed.<br/>"You're wound has been bleeding for a while. If you leave it, it will only cause you more pain, take longer to heal and possibly get infected." Terrence was observant, and had noticed the bleeding.<br/>He commended her for having such drive, and such a strong will. She was a woman of fortitude, and Terrence couldn't help but find it attractive.<br/><br/>He helped her out of her pants, so he could properly treat the wound. Her legs felt surprisingly soft, and were slender and feminine but they were strong. Terrence couldn't help but find himself a little distract, though he efficiently and quickly tended to the wound. It was healing nicely, showing no sign of infection. His hands moved softly around the wound, gently caressing the delicate area, not wanting to cause any discomfort.<br/><br/>Soon, he had gotten the wound rebandaged and had applied a salve to it. Sure it would sting a little for the next few minutes, but it was for the better. Terrence cared about this woman. He didn't know if it was love, but he was willing to bet his guns that it was. He smiled at her and ran a hand over her cheek. He could barely believe his luck that he would have chanced upon her, but never would he let her go.