[This is indeed a very jarring situation. One that he reluctantly allows to happen if only because he can't do anything about it. He stays still while the bandaging is happening while not offering any commentary.
Not that he doesn't have anything to say. He absolutely does. Something along the lines of... that these malformed creatures were made out of nothing but the rain itself and therefore it was, technically, no different than swatting the rain. Plus one doesn't know if they were threatening or not. Better safe than sorry.
But to avoid being bit again he will simply say nothing. Well until he feels it's necessary.]
I am not going to drink your blood. [He huffs unhappily at the offer, finally making an attempt to righting himself in the tree albeit very carefully.] And enough with the praise. Nothing remotely miraculous happened... [His words trail off as he peers down to see just how far he is from the ground.] No one even died.
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Not that he doesn't have anything to say. He absolutely does. Something along the lines of... that these malformed creatures were made out of nothing but the rain itself and therefore it was, technically, no different than swatting the rain. Plus one doesn't know if they were threatening or not. Better safe than sorry.
But to avoid being bit again he will simply say nothing. Well until he feels it's necessary.]
I am not going to drink your blood. [He huffs unhappily at the offer, finally making an attempt to righting himself in the tree albeit very carefully.] And enough with the praise. Nothing remotely miraculous happened... [His words trail off as he peers down to see just how far he is from the ground.] No one even died.