Kirara
Meow
Leila cast her eyes to the floor, trying to hide her blush of embarrassment.
"We have some things that could help at my house." She offered in her quiet tone, still not looking up. She didn't believe for a moment that anyone that hurt could just "walk it off". Even if he was a Weapon, an injury is an injury. Her father being who he was had taught her that.
"We have some things that could help at my house." She offered in her quiet tone, still not looking up. She didn't believe for a moment that anyone that hurt could just "walk it off". Even if he was a Weapon, an injury is an injury. Her father being who he was had taught her that.