You and Megumi had just completed a mission, a fairly rough one at that. You were both sat on an old bench in front of the building you'd performed the exorcism in.

You'd received a text message from Ijichi-san saying that he'd be there in about 30 minutes, no thanks to traffic. You sighed and glanced towards Megumi. You'd both sustained a fair amount of injuries, though yours were more easily and quicker to be treated than Megumi's.

After some convincing, you managed to get Megumi to allow you to start doing some simple first aid on the injuries he'd received. He had removed his shirt, since it had nearly been torn to scraps, and you'd gotten to work.

You were cleaning his wounds with some antiseptic wipes and wrapping them with a small roll of bandages, placing an apologetic hand on his shoulder each time he flinched.

"I already told you that you don't have to do this," He grumbled frustratedly, his eyebrows slightly scrunched together as he suppressed another flinch, "I can always ask Ieiri-san to heal me up."