She followed, watching him still as he reached under the bed. She wouldn't push healing him, as he said he didn't want magic to heal him. The small witch bit her lower lip, her mind racing slightly as he bandaged the wound. She really wanted to help him, she didn't want him to have to be in pain. Why did he have to go through this? Why did she care so much? He eyes found his once more as he asked that question. "I don't like seeing others suffer for something they have no control over, something that was forced onto them." She said as she came a bit closer. That wasn't the whole truth though. There was still more, more that she had to figure out on her own. "I told you, I don't kill, it's not in my nature." She said with a small smile.