Jesper can at least be glad he's being a good protector by getting Kaz safely off the streets and home, by caring for his wounds, that he may not be perfect but he's still trying. He gets supplies for patching up and comes in, setting it down so he can shrug out of his jacket and hang it on the door. Jesper hooks his vest to it too, he can do that by putting the seams of clothing together with his powers, so he's only in his shirt too. No undershirt in question.
It's in case of the blood and also because they're both with their masks down at the moment, as it should be. "Alright, love, sit down. Let's get a look. Whatever you don't need me to touch, you can do yourself."
Jesper is trying to still be ultimately respectful of Kaz's boundaries. After what he just went through, touching his skin could be a lot, so he wants Kaz to be comfortable. He can wash off some of the blood himself, there's water and disinfectant, bandages and cloths to wipe it off. Jesper sits next to him, within his space but not entirely in his space.
"Durasts ... can heal, you know. Good ones, at least. I know how, but I haven't done it. That's how my mother died." Jesper knows exactly how it happened now. It used to just be a detail he heard about. He didn't know how she would pull poison from a body into hers, but now he pulls things out of objects all the time. He knows in his heart he could do it if he had to, just like her.
"That is to say, sorry, I'm not going to be able to just fix your beautiful face tonight. But point me to where you're okay with me helping, and I will."
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It's in case of the blood and also because they're both with their masks down at the moment, as it should be. "Alright, love, sit down. Let's get a look. Whatever you don't need me to touch, you can do yourself."
Jesper is trying to still be ultimately respectful of Kaz's boundaries. After what he just went through, touching his skin could be a lot, so he wants Kaz to be comfortable. He can wash off some of the blood himself, there's water and disinfectant, bandages and cloths to wipe it off. Jesper sits next to him, within his space but not entirely in his space.
"Durasts ... can heal, you know. Good ones, at least. I know how, but I haven't done it. That's how my mother died." Jesper knows exactly how it happened now. It used to just be a detail he heard about. He didn't know how she would pull poison from a body into hers, but now he pulls things out of objects all the time. He knows in his heart he could do it if he had to, just like her.
"That is to say, sorry, I'm not going to be able to just fix your beautiful face tonight. But point me to where you're okay with me helping, and I will."