With Pearl's barking done and most of the drama overheard, Arturo felt weighted. Why is it that there was so much drama in such a small group of people. It was more a circus when they weren't performing than when they're undr the ghaze of the crowd.<br/><br/>He sighed as he overheard Angelo consoling Adrian and was suddenly alert when he heard of his hand needing a bandage. It must be bad if one of the circus folk needed a bandage.<br/><br/>He stealthily approached the two, the only noise made being a low humming and the rustling of a wrap being unwound.<br/><br/>With his eyes closed, Arturo removed the wrap and donned his mask again before catching up with the pair.<br/><br/>The smell of blood filled his nose.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">I believe you need this more than me at the moment.</span>", he said while holding the white cloth towards him, "<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">I must insist.</span>"<br/><br/>The mosk showed nothing while a gentle smile and closed eyes laid underneath.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>