When she sat with that coke, he chuckled lightly. "Coke huh?" he said with a light smile, not mentioning that he'd ordered that every night he'd been here save last night and tonight. When she said that, in that tone, he realized that the herbs he'd gotten were, right from the start, useless, so he went straight to the bowl with a light blue colored cream. He gently took her right hand and brought it towards him, wrist up. "Hold still.." he muttered before picking a small cut and applying just a little of the cream. He waited a full three seconds before muttering a curse and using the same black cloth from earlier to wipe the cream away. Nothing had happened. He then wiped his hand clean and dipped a finger in the bowl with dark pink cream. If this didn't work, he'd give up.
He tilted his head to the side, absently biting his lip a little as he gently spread the cream onto that same cut, which nearly instantly healed. He sighed a little with relief and continued, applying the dark pink cream to every cut and bruise on her arm, when it was all healed, he gently massaged her arm to work the remainder of the cream into her skin. Like always, his touch was so gentle. He'd forgotten about every thing else til he looked up and froze. He blushed intensely and let go of her arm. "Sorry.." he muttered, kind of withdrawing.