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"So do I." Replied Kieran quietly, "I think it's quite beautiful on you." He offered her a shy smile before holding onto that hand, "Honestly? I haven't tried it myself, but from the rumors I hear it does wonders to keep people from approaching me in the first place." He teased lightly before pulling her arm around his waist, "My apologies, but we can move faster if you lean more on me."

"Don't forget to breathe either - it may hurt, but along with those shallow breaths you should try one deep one on occasion. Else you may get sick from any damp air sticking in your throat." That stated he helped her through the streets and towards where his camp would be outside of the bustling area and slightly away through desert...

Ah, so mainlanders even knew how to laugh. His own lips curled upwards into a smile Kieran ended up leading the way through desert before her comment forced an awkward chuckle out of him, "I suppose that is true. I'm still thinking about Yael - we have a lot of damp air on our island." He explained loosely before turning one more corner.

Out here it was mostly sand and a few trees -survivors of the desert that clung towards the edge of the oasis which the town was founded around. His tent was made up in between two such trees and was oddly large compared to others. Years of travel had taught him well in establish a makeshift home and it was that knowledge which led him to patting a fallen log he had rolled over to make a seat with, "I have a bedroll inside if you want to lay down, but it'll be easiest for me to look you over if you stay out here in the light. I have a salve somewhere..." Holding up a finger he went through the tent opening and inside where he rustled through a few things...

Kieran chuckled slightly, "If you're worried about others then understandable." The male shuffled through a rather large satchel with many pockets - opening several salves and smelling them lightly before finally settling on a small jar. As he heard her request the Yaeli paused his faded silver eyes glowing faintly, "If that makes you feel more comfortable then I will try my hardest to help you in the faded light. Don't worry my focus is on your ribs and nothing more."

Gesturing towards the bedroll and pillows he took a step back, "If you don't mind...I'm sorry, but it's the only way I can get to your ribs." His own cheeks flushed lightly, "Make yourself comfortable and I'll go get some bandages for you as well."

Kieran smiled, "Just a little. Trust me, I'll even use more natural lighting." Opening the tent flap just a bit to allow some of the sunlight to flicker towards them the Yaeli nodded. Now that was much better - the last thing he wanted was to do even more damage to her by accident.

The gasp was enough to gain his attention. Worried, Kieran almost spun on his heel before forcing himself to only peer from the corner of his gaze. She was fine...definitely fine - if not more. His own cheeks flushed, the Yaeli went back to his work of sorting herbs. "You are?" He replied quietly before taking a deep breath. This was fine. He was helping a mainlander....anyone seeing someone in need would do the same, right?

"It may sting a little, but this ointment will help to cool your skin." Ever so gingerly Kieran dipped his fingers into the smooth paste before reaching out to touch it against her skin. Biting his bottom lip in concentration the Yaeli forced himself to focus slowly on the bruises beneath his fingers and not on the subtle curves hidden by the blanket...as much as he could at least. "How does it feel?" He asked quietly while dabbing a bit more on, "The first time I used this plant it was a rather strange sensation almost like a cold wind has decided to wrap around you..."

"Forgive me, but it is good for you. It should eventually help soothe the pain and offer your skin a way to stay cool since you can't exactly do that normally in this desert heat." As he rubbed the ointment along her skin, the Yaeli frowned. "So dare I ask what exactly caused a lady like you to have such a bad injury?" His expression was grim as his fingers gently glided over her flesh and massaged the ointment in little swirls. It seemed it was not just the extremists who could be cruel in this world...

The thought made him frown. Was it even safe to let this girl just wander back after helping her? Sighing, Kieran forced the thought aside. It was none of his business...none of his business indeed.

As he worked, Kieran hummed softly under his breath. It was calming -hopefully for her as much as it was for himself- to hear a small tune, even if slightly off key, while he continued to apply the ointment. Soon enough he was done with her right side and was moving towards her left when the shift happened. Ah. The Yaeli clicked his tongue in reaction to her confession, "What could you have possibly done wrong to grant such punishment? I'm loathe to believe that, you know."

Once more he dipped his hands into the paste and after rubbing his fingers together started to work towards her left side. Focus on her ribs, her ribs. Ugh, why was this so hard? Kieran's face flushed before he focused again on conversation - something to try and take his mind from the physical aspect of his work, "Sincerely though you do not have to be worried with me. Who is going to talk to a soul stealing monster?" He teased lightly before carefully gingerly applying the ointment to a rather bad bruise - the worst he had yet to see.

"And who decides that?" Kieran protested before raising his hands from the girl's skin, "Still, I do not agree with anyone hitting you - just know that." He shook his head before closing the jar, "As it is let me wrap you up now...so you'll have to sit straight that way I don't tighten the bandages too tightly, okay?"