, running away from Heracles *again*, runs into her. He's still kind of...bleeding everywhere.

knocked backwards with an "oof" and automatically spits out a, "hey, watch it." She looks down... to see a bloody Gilbert. --

She's not sure if this is a good thing or not, yet. "What happened to *you*?"

glares at her, legs a bit wobbly and trying not to collapse. "N-Nothing! I just...got in a fight is all!"

holds onto his shoulders, attempting to steady him. "Looks more like you got the shit beaten out of you. Here, come with me for a sec." She-

turns taking a step towards the air ship before glancing back at Gilbert for him to follow.

leans on her more than he would like. "Yeah...Y-You shoulda seen the other guy!" He laughs, gritting his teeth together

and tries to follow her without falling over.

rolls her eyes. For some reason, she can't quite believe him. She looks back again to see him struggling. "Need any help, there?"

glares at her, and tries not to lean on a wall or anything. "No! I'm fine!"

why he's so huffy all of the sudden. "Fine, fine." She puts her hands up in a non-involved gesture, and continues walking.

continues struggling after her. He could really use some help, but he's not going to admit it.

isn't going to give him help until he asks or maybe falls over. Time with Roderich has taught her to just leave people by when they're huffy

would probably throw a fit if she tried to help, anyways. He leans heavily on the walls and poles as they pass, but doesn't ask for help.

continues walking~ It's kind of amusing to hear him struggling behind, though also annoying that it's holding them back. :C

would like to see HER be attacked and walk fast! Hmph.

if he can't walk fast, he should just ask for him. She HAS been crossdressing as a guy some time, and therefore is used to carrying people.

*he should just ask for her. /fail

not going to ask--she can just deal with not going fast. =|

he can deal with trying to keep upright as he looses more blood. :]

*is* trying! Gott...

trying is the word of focus here. She steps up, onto the plank leading to the docked airship.

tries to step over the plank, but is too tired, and ends up tipping over it, landing with a cry of pain and curses.

snorts and turns around. This time, without asking, she picks him up over his shoulder, and carries him to her quarters on the ship.

It's probably better she doesn't let him have free reign, anyways. Once there, she drops him onto the cot, and searches for bandages.

leans heavily against her as he half walks and is half dragged onto the ship. He looks around, but is too exhausted to memorize any of the

details. He lays back on the cot, trying not to fall asleep or pass out while he waits for the bandages.

finds a few bandages and sits on the couch."Shirt off, and how did you end up getting like that, anyways?"

difficulties taking his shirt off. After all, his chest is slashed in several places. "I told you. I got into a fight."

rolls her eyes. "Sorry, think I missed the part where *how*, and with *who*." She takes a bowl of water and dabs a cloth in it before --

dabbing some of the dried blood off.

winces as she dabs at his wounds. "A fucking *theif*, that's who."

holds a hand up to tell him to stay still. "A thief? Stealing from a *thief*? The nerve." She grabs a glass bottle of antisepsis before -

returning.

never been good at sitting still. He nods. "Right?! So, of course, I fought back and won!" It's a lie, but she doesn't need to know that.

laughs sarcastically. "Doesn't look like it to me." She dabs a bit of the disinfectant onto the cloth before reaching to his chest. --

She pauses, hovering above the garish slashes. "This will sting." Because she's not going to bullshit him and say it *might*.

And so, with that warning, she presses it to his open wounds.

huffs. "Well, you haven't seen the other guy!" He nods, and grits his teeth together, trying to prepare himself from the pain. Even so,

he can't help but flinch and start cursing.

makes a hushing noise. "There *are* other men on the ship." A pause. "So, what was this other guy like, to be able to beat big bad you up?"

glares at her. "He just got in a few lucky shots is all."

presses in the medicine to a particularly deep part of a cut. "A few?"

huffs and looks away. "Yes. A few."

whistles. "Ookay then, tough guy." She reaches for the bandages to begin wrapping around the majority of his midsection. "Arms up."

rolls his eyes and raises up his arms, wincing. This really hurt.

tightens it juuust a bit~

flinches and glares. "Hey!"

smirks gleefully and begins to tie the bandages. "What?"

wacks her upside the head. D<

raises a hand in defense. "Hey! I'm helping you out here."

crosses his arms, completely messing up the bandages. "And your point is?"

huffs in annoyance. "My point *is*, that you shouldn't be hitting me when otherwise you'd be left bleeding on the streets." She starts to --

wrap up the bandages again, trying to fix what Gilbert just happily messed up. :I

scoffs. "You wouldn't leave me on the streets!" ...except, he thinks she would. He rolls his eyes and lets her mess with the bandages.

finishes off the bandages, finally. "Why wouldn't I? You're *blackmailing* me." Actually, fuck, why *didn't* she?

lowers his arms to cross them across his chest. "Exactly~" He had seen her, and he knew she saw him. If she

*hadn't* helped...what was stopping him from going straight to Roderich?

pushes him off the bed. "Shut up and get your shirt on before I change my mind and have my men detain you."

flails a bit and flinches as he falls off the bed. He huffs, but grabs his bloody shirt to put it on.

eyes the shirt. "Ugh, never mind. Let me find you something that's *not* completely covered in blood."

rolls his eyes, but drops the shirt and crossing his arms.

goes to fish out a shirt for him to wear. All of hers are slightly baggy just to make sure something doesn't show. She finds a simple --

button-up white shirt and tosses it to him.

grabs it, rolling his eyes when he sees it's a *nice* shirt, but puts it on and buttons it up, leaving the top few unbuttoned.

rolls her eyes. "Trying to show off or something?"

huffs. "Why would I need to show off to *you*?"

him a blank look. "Because you look like an old man."