" And there we go... " Making the bandage all nice and fit. Standing up on his knees he offered his massive gauntlet hand for her to hold onto to raise up. Making sure to support the lady who had injured herself.<br/><br/>The other lady, dressed a fine, white dress. It reminded him of the festivities hosted back in his home, where people were dressed up for the occasion. While Odo understood the mutual like of women going on shopping sprees. He was still concerned about Emilia's well being.<br/>" Miss, uh.. Villarceau. " Odo looked down in a slight pause. Looking at the makeshift bandage on Emilia's knee.<br/><br/>" While you're having a generous offer there. But with all due respect, I think it'd be better if Emilia here was allowed to clean the wound up. I've learned some first aid so I could make sure she'd patch up better. I'm sure there's an inn around here. "<br/><br/>What was with him? He wasn't usually the one to meddle in between two people's business. He looked at Emilia, after all who was he to tell what's the better for a complete stranger? Maybe he was more of a caring soul than he first thought.<br/>"That is, if she'd prefer that. It's an option."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>