He's back, again. With a lot of bruises and cuts on his face because he had just won a fight.

You don't know why he keeps coming to you with the excuse of 'I'm hurt, treat me.' when he can treat it himself, instead he chooses to come to you and ask to be treated by you. You want to refuse him, but seeing that his wounds are always severe you can't just ignore him.

"Thank you for treating me." He said in his distinctive cold and quiet voice.