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But tempting others is practically my job. She had no idea if they would let him have his guitar in the dorms, though it was a weapon and therefore it was doubtful. So she simply shrugged. Canon held most of her attention, anyway.

You were researching me? The question sounded a little suspicious. Who, exactly, were you researching me for? After having such a nice day, she did not want to fall prey to suspicion and fear, but she was helpless to it. As lovely as the ghoul seemed, there was always that chance, that danger.. that perhaps she was a hunter in disguise.

The topic of her mind speech was no secret.. but she still waited to hear her explanation before answering anything further.

"Jack, Calder, you're a lifesaver!" Roch said, reaching down and unbuttoning his pants to shuck them. Then, sitting there in his boxers and vest (which had a few holes in it as well) he brought up his pants and looked at all the holes left by spears. "Maybe I should make these shorts, y'know, so I have some material for patching with. You got some scissors in that pouch thing, too?" he asked.

He hadn't answered the naked question--but he was unzipping his vest right now, so it was clear he hadn't been lying about being comfortable naked. "Might as well patch this, too," he said.

Amrita stayed as close to Shun as she dared. He was wounded so she didn't want to just cling to him, plus...the whole being in War Clan thing. Weakness was not an option! She trembled the entire time until they reached the dorms; then she started nearly vibrating. This place was less than sturdy and everyone else was in there with them. Faaantastic...that meant a lot less privacy! Damn.

"O-okay!" She stammered out, staring at her heels and wandering carefully across the room after the boil. Seeing him text made her want to do it too, but...who to text? Hm. Okay so no texting! Besides, Shun was...already stripping. Out of his bandages. Damn she was taking too long in getting to him!

"Um! H-here, let me...!" The ghoul tried to hover to take over, not wanting him to poke or re-open the wound. "I'm sorry you got hurt." She said quietly.

Somehow, she missed Roch's call for help, and the fact that he was stripping.

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Shun paused as he heard Roch coming in, asking for some help. Turning, he looked just in time to see him take his pants off. Grimace, he just turned back towards Amrita.

"It's not your fault," he said plainly while handing over the bandages so that she could take over with the redressing.

"If anything, I was too careless."

Glancing back at his phone, he furrowed his brow before attempting to respond once more. This was harder than it should be.

The Vetala was surprisingly careful for an undead with backward hands. Luckily for Shun she had completed some actual first aid classes prior to the exchange program and thus had a better understanding of bandaging those who actually needed it.

"That's too bad...can you still see?" She carefully continued to wrap, pulling the bandages taunt enough to not let it shift, but hopefully not enough to cut off circulation (because apparently, the living had it). "And...do you regret it?" Hopefully, he'd catch her meaning. Hopefully.

"Yeah. You should wear stronger pants." Calder said, watching him rip his pants apart in boxers and envisioning Roch climbing a mountain, arm ripped and dripping with sweat. The rocks tearing holes in his pants and exposing slivers of leg.

I should go mountain climbing with Barth sometime.

Calder shook his head and looked over at Amrita. Yup. Going to look over there a while. She seemed invested in helping Shun, which was kind of her, but he had to wonder what Christof would do if he was here. Maybe he should take a picture out of context sometime just to torment him. That would be fun - ah, but he didn't want the boil tearing down the school demanding to get here or make him cry into his lumpy pillow till she returned.

Looking back at Roch, he opened his palm. "Here. I'll patch em."