Love jumped slightly when someone placed their hand on her shoulder but she turned to see that it was only Saint, "Love, I'm going to leave now, thank you for everything. I truly appreciate your kindness." His expression told her that the idiocy of the people had hit a spot somewhere in his heart. He walked back to the house but she followed after, "Hey don't let them run you out of town because of a misunderstanding. It took them weeks to stop calling me a military whore." She said softly as she lightly grabbed his sleeve to make him stop. She didn't know why but she wanted him to stay a little longer since he was military too and she liked having someone to cook for, plus she might not have to hide that the government had made her into a freak.<br/><br/>She never acted like this and so was a bit awkward but she saw a small cut in his shirt with blood quickly drying around it. One of the rocks must have hit him and so she lightly touched his shoulder, "You got cut." She said dumbly and reached down to grab his hand and pull him along with her back inside her house, "Let me put a bandage on it." She knew that it was a minor scrap and so it would not really need a band aid but it would keep him around a little longer.