"Don't stress out too much," Sanzu gently placed a hand on the inflammation area and stared at it blankly, before looking up at you again. Your papular eczema is not looking well.

"Pretty girl, I told you to not over think so much. It'll get better with treatment." He mumbled quietly, hoping this small compliment would work again—but it most likely wont.

He tilted his head to the side to try to get a better look at your face, wanting to comfort you to the best he can.