Perhaps she was dreaming and this was all just the result of a lot of stress and change. The heavy handed slap to her back rocked her back into reality as she looked up at the man. She stood several inches shorter than him, her frame petite but it was obvious even in her uniform that she maintained curves and strength alike. Caramel complexion dotted in sparse freckles now far more pale than usual as she was stricken in a wave of emotions. It was an odd situation and it fueled that sense of justice in her, knowing there were two bodies and both unreported and left.<br/><br/>“I told them I was coming out here, they will wonder what happened,” her voice was soft and now that she was calming a touch there was a warm rasp to it as she accepted the bottle from him but didn’t immediately partake in the drink. Looking him over again, dark brown eyes were filled with uncertainty but there was a hint of trust. “I’ll radio in a wild animal sighting, if anyone comes looking in a day or two…” she didn’t want to continue the statement or line of thought. Glancing back to the flames that were now dying down at the odd heap of ash that continued to smolder. Attention turned back to the man who filled the close space between them with the scent of blood and smoke. The smell of blood was too strong and again she was brought back to the injuries to his chest.<br/><br/>“I got a med kit in the cruiser, I’m off soon and can patch you up if you don’t want to head into medical.” It was an nonsensical offer but it seemed the situation was one that would have to stay between the two of them and the oddity would have to be considered with further investigation - if this wasn’t a fever dream of course.<br/><br/><br/>Finally did she take a quick drink from the alcohol offered to her before handing it back. Unclipping her flashlight from her belt, she moved towards the barn and its large door stuck ajar. Inside there were unsettled horses that loomed over the mauled body of a farmer and a shotgun underneath the bleeding corpse. Another heavy sigh left her as she glanced back at Henry, brows furrowing before he lips tightening and she took soft steps away from the scene.<br/><br/><br/>“Where do you live? I’ll meet you there, I’ll patch you up. I’ve dealt with worse wounds,” she assured him and her head tilting slight, causing a dark brown curl from her hair to fall out of place along her forehead.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>