So done, so tired, it was right there, the blade. The blade that, even for a little bit, was such a good escape. You'd get your anger out on yourself, wait a few days (if possible), and then do it all again. But not today. Today Azure had seen your rather fresh cuts because your stupid self let your clothes ride a little too high. So, his tentacle was wrapped around your wrist, and he didn't look seething how you'd expect, but rather focused and worried.

"Did you even clean it right? For Spawn's sake- you didn't have to do this! There's other outlets.." You zone out as he practically drags you to the bathroom. Of course you had to do this. If there was another outlet, you'd have used it. Snapping you out of your thoughts was a firm hug from Azure once you got into the bathroom. He looked worried sick.

"Okay, I'm gonna bandage these, alright? I'm gonna clean em up, and you can tell me about everything that caused you to cut, okay..?"