[Niles can't suppress the gasp and hiss of pain that foot causes, and he reflexively claws at Felix's calf, needing something to grab and squeeze as the stinging ointment touches a particularly tender wound on his scalp. Doing so means dropping the towel he'd been pressing to the blind side of his face however and it drops, letting Felix finally see the full extent of the damage.
It's not pretty. Every inch is swollen and bruised, and cuts just below his eyebrow begin bleeding again as the pressure Niles had been putting on them is lost. The blood starts pooling in his sunken, scarred eye socket. His claws dig deeper into worn leather, his grip turning to iron, but he stops struggling and lays as still as he can. He's resigned to letting Felix have his way here, as it's abundantly clear he doesn't have any other choice.]
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It's not pretty. Every inch is swollen and bruised, and cuts just below his eyebrow begin bleeding again as the pressure Niles had been putting on them is lost. The blood starts pooling in his sunken, scarred eye socket. His claws dig deeper into worn leather, his grip turning to iron, but he stops struggling and lays as still as he can. He's resigned to letting Felix have his way here, as it's abundantly clear he doesn't have any other choice.]