Delilah offered Ilariy a polite smile, seeing him look up at the stars, and bit her lip as she continued walking on, by his side. She couldn't deny her constant urge to help people when it was in her power. This was one of those times when she felt she could be somewhat useful.<br/><br/>"I could... fix them up for you... if you like..." she mumbled shyly. The girl couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. She'd only met the man last night; she wouldn't blame him if he said no and thought she was creepy and odd. But she sincerely hoped he'd accept her help. Delilah felt like wincing, herself, at the sight of his injuries.