[As much as he wants to fight the question about "taking a look," Uai is in no shape for fighting anyone. So he moves his hand away to reveal the gash across his abdomen, ashamed and embarrassed to be bleeding.
And then she calls him out.]
That's... n-not a concern. [He's struggling to make eye contact again, but this just got even more embarrassing for him. Which is clearly what he needs to get worked up over: Embarrassment, and wounds to his pride. Not all of the bleeding.]
It's fine. Blood is irrelevant to me. It's just a symbolic mess. It'll stop.
no subject
And then she calls him out.]
That's... n-not a concern. [He's struggling to make eye contact again, but this just got even more embarrassing for him. Which is clearly what he needs to get worked up over: Embarrassment, and wounds to his pride. Not all of the bleeding.]
It's fine. Blood is irrelevant to me. It's just a symbolic mess. It'll stop.