She wrapped her arms around herself, shivering in rage as she let her tears flow down her cheeks. Her eyes stung with the liquid that flowed. She closed them tight, wiping some of the tears with the blanket as she wished them away. They would not stop running as she listened to him speak over her sniffles and coughs. Her lips curled and her chest tightened. She looked up to him with blurry eyes. It wasn't clear to her at first, but there was definitely something on his back. Since he had no tattoos, she wondered what it might be. A bug perhaps?<br/><br/>A few more rubs of her eyes and she saw it. She practically flung herself out from under the covers to crawl over to him. Touching the wounds gently, some of the dried blood flaking off as she did. She gasped and started kissing at his skin. Resting her cheek against his back as she wrapped her arms around him in an embrace.<br/><br/>"What have I done..?" She said softly, squeezing him tight. She back away as she shook her head. "You must let me clean you!" She said, falling back a ways before crawling out of the bed. Then she looked over the bedding again. Reminded of what lay beneath the covers, she started to pull them off. "And these as well! Move!" She said giving him a small push that more than likely would do nothing at all.