[dabi's used to being enemies with most people he comes across. that's the life of those labeled 'villains' by their society. allies would be the closest he got to anyone.
once he gets the man's back treated, he applies a a few strips of gauze and then gets out a shirt (clean) he stole from somewhere in trench. this he tears apart into a swath of fabric and puts against his back for the time being.]
Lean back against the tub.
[now he can work on his front without having his back get all fucked up from the stone surface.]
If ya don't like the situation, why do you put yourself in them?
[checking on the injuries on his front. that strange cut-but-not-a-cut being most pressing.]
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once he gets the man's back treated, he applies a a few strips of gauze and then gets out a shirt (clean) he stole from somewhere in trench. this he tears apart into a swath of fabric and puts against his back for the time being.]
Lean back against the tub.
[now he can work on his front without having his back get all fucked up from the stone surface.]
If ya don't like the situation, why do you put yourself in them?
[checking on the injuries on his front. that strange cut-but-not-a-cut being most pressing.]