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Dante waited as Dajana had attempted to begin pulling out the stitches on her side that failed to hold in place. It didn’t surprise mostly because it was just string, it wasn’t the real deal to keep skin together but he bet if they stitched it up real well and tight with some medical tape it would hold just fine. Feeling the cotton being taken out of his hand he looked up and suddenly felt his face get a sudden heat feeling, not realizing Dajana had taken off her shirt. Doing his best to keep eye contact he nodded with delayed from her question.” No I’m fine, don’t worried about me and I was the one who fling the food first so it’s my fault.” He admitted as he watched her clean her wound, it was better than watching her tears and the smell of blood and alcohol was starting to get to him. Yeah I’ll be able to stitch it up , it won’t be the quickest job ever but I rather not stab you to death with a tiny needle.” He said ,sitting on the floor as he waited. He tried to stand up straight and not put too much pressure on his back but he was failing miserably. Dante couldn’t wait to go lay down or find something cool to put on his back, anything to stop the pain he would take.

Dante rolled his eyes, he wasn’t planning on arguing with anyone about who flung food first or flung it second, he just wanted this day to be over with. Though Dajana’s tone of voice surprised him, he was expecting it to be hoarse and cracked but he wouldn’t point it out, no matter how sarcastic he wanted to be at the time. About that time he heard it was him or “the doctors” turn to see if he could sew up a wound and with a deep breath he grabbed a needle and thread.”Yeah, just hold still so I don’t do more harm than good.” He mumbled, cussing under his breath as he tried getting the thread through the needle. He wondered how the heck they could do this so quickly. After about five minutes of fighting it he finally got the string through and started to stitch up Dajana’s wound. At first he was a bit sloppy but he got the hang of it real quick as he carefully sealed up the two pieces of skin together.
As he finished up he had to admit it he did a good job for an amateur but if the string didn’t hold the medical tape sure would.”Alright that should do it for the stitches, I would use duct tape to help it but medical tape should do the trick too.” He joked as he cover the long stitch with tape to keep it in place.

Dante was glad to hear that Dajana had no complaints about his stitch job, nodding he was about to accept her thank you before he felt her hand on his shoulder. Looking up at Dajana he made sure to keep staring at her face and not her chest, still having a warm feeling to his face. Thinking about the offer of being helped he was more likely to decline but seeing how his back was he really had no choice. The bandages on his back were soaked in blood but he really couldn’t tell since it was out of his vision.”How about this, let’s get you a clean shirt first and then you can help me.” He looked away so he wouldn’t be considered a pervert, that’s all he really needed today.

Dante looked over slightly seeing Dajana was back on her feet, it made him feel relieve that she was alright and he still had someone to talk to. He forgot about the whole mess hall fight hearing her suggestion, thinking it was a bit risky."So, Let me get this right...you're going to go looking around for clothing out there with no shirt on in a place full of male gladiators?" He said, his tone sounding un amusing."" I'll get the clothes, my back can hold up a bit longer anyway." He mumbled slightly in pain as he stood up. Heading towards the door he leaned against the opening before looking both ways to make sure any guards weren't in sight.I'll be right back, if I don't I'm probably dead." He joked with a weak smirk before heading towards the storage room.

Dante made his way towards the storage room, with help from support of the wall he made it without falling or making a total a** of himself, chances are Dajana was watching him and he didn't want to look like a fool by simply just walking. He was shock he was even doing this for somebody else, smirking at the thought of him having a soft spot made him slightly chuckle but that was short ended feeling a pain run down his back. Getting into the room he looked around to see what he was looking for, everything looking like it was in twos due to being dazed from the lack of blood. Clumsily making his way towards the chest he hoped had the clothes he fall to his knees to open the chest with a loud thud. His back ached in protest but he responded with a few tears running down his cheek. With nobody around he was acting venerable from the pain, he was to the point he couldn't take it no more as he open the chest. Realizing this he snapped back into protective mode, rubbing the tears off his face he grabbed the articles of clothing he needed before slowly standing up after a few minutes of fighting to get his back to corporate with him for a bit longer. As he walked back to the room with Dajana inside he try to stay focus, still feeling dizzy from the slow draining blood loss that caught up to him. Stopping a few times along the way once he got inside he holed out the clothes to her in an instance , not seeming to notice that she wasn't close to him at all just yet." Here, just don't get them bloody or start doing your own laundry." He slurred slightly at the end. He didn't wait for her to come over and sat down on the floor voluntarily , his back was giving up on him at this point and he had no reason to fight about it.

Dante winched slightly at Dajana's touch but soon eased tension hearing here voice. He couldn't see her face but he could sense she wasn't alright with seeing his back the in the condition it was in, as he nodded absent mindedly he try his best to hold still as he felt the soggy bandages being lifted away from his back. Gritting his teeth he try not to make much noise, not wanting to stop but just wanting to get it over with. Dante couldn't help but winch once or twice at the feeling but he did stay still as possible." Thanks..." He said in groggy mumbled, trying anything to stop from tearing up.

"" Are we really going to play the blame game now?" Dante asked with a sigh, rubbing the side of his face where a few lose tears escape his eye. He must of sounded like a tired little kid but he was to exhausted to even care how he sound. The air going against his back felt somewhat of a relief but it still stung as he adjusted upwards to get his back cleaned up. Looking over he quietly watched Dajana grab the supplies."So, you must of done this sort of thing often enough to know what your doing right?" he asked, trying to change the subject.

"Yeah yeah I know..." He grumbled under his breath, he knew it was useless to argue with Dajana, he would of just lost anyway. Hearing her explain everything once again about how she got her medical knowledge. He nodded slightly, slightly happy that she let the change of the subject slide."I wasn't worry about you screwing up my back I just was asking that's all...." He said, but soon had to do a double take on what Dajana was explaining to do to his back." Wait, WH-" He had no time to protest as he felt a cool liquid splashed on his back, gasping he started to cuss under his breath feeling it sting all over. A few tears fell down his cheek as he gave her a death glare."Y-you're an evil woman.... you k-know that!" Dante said, not really amused at her plan.