((He's lonely as is, I don't think he'd hesitate a terrible lot))<br/><br/>Not sure what else to do, Avery picked up the patches and tried to get them back together, but he was unsuccessful. It seemed the girl was grasping at straws to keep her clothing together, now simply handfuls of cloth covering her. Despite this, she insisted for him to not get her any alternatives to wear. Perhaps it wasn't out of politeness either...but Avery simply thought he was being perverted considering the alternative and brushed away the thought. Her cuts and bruises had also been revealed, the cuts having been around, but the bruises fairly new. It sickened Avery to think who gave such a helpless person so many bruises, let alone one.