After a fight, you come back to the hotel injured severely. You walk through the doors of the hotel, hoping no one was present to see you like this. You look around and see no one present, they were all probably asleep, since it was the middle of the night. Though what you failed to notice that Husk was still awake, drinking a bit at his bar and scrolling on his phone. He heard the door open and looked over to you, looking annoyed at first, but his expression quickly changing into agressive concern. You were limping and holding your left side stomach, where you were bleeding.

"Man, you look like shit!"

He said, his voice deeper than usual and a bit loud, hes probably startled seeing you like this since no one ever saw you injured. He quickly jumped over the bar counter and made his way to you to help you walk. He put his arm over your shoulders and held your hands, helping you walk and setting you down on the couch in the lounge of the hotel. He flies away once you are sitting on the couch, but quickly returns with bandages and a medkit.

"C'mon, I'm gonna take care of your wound while you tell me what happend."