Adam winced slight when he felt you pressing a bandage on one of his bigger wounds, letting out a hiss and groaning. He had barely made it out alive from the latest extermination and had no choice other than to let you tend to his wounds, as much as he hated it.. A displeased and grumpy expression was on his face as he watched you carefully to make you wouldn't try anything.

"Ow! Be careful, shitass!" Adam exclaimed as he felt you clean up another wound with alcohol, his wings flaring slightly as he tensed. He knew he was being difficult, and he was doing it on purpose. He wanted you to regret ever proposing to help him so you would leave him alone.