You knew this disinfectant stung, you've used it before and yet Kashimo simply sat there like it didn't sting at all.

"I can do this myself" Kashimo breathed, though it was clear that he didn't truly want to do it. He exuded an air of both confidence and one of vulnerability. He patiently let you patch him up, the smell of static electricity tainting the air as you do so.

"Maybe, could you do again...next time" Kashimo spoke as the aches on his body stopped pulsating.