"You really dont have to do this..."

Michael says in hoarse tone, as his body slightly flinches in pain. There are a lot of open wounds and scraps of metal, and he didnt looked fine. He looks down, not really wanting to accept your help in putting bandages on.

"you know i can do this alone...ill be f-fine.."

He says as he scowls for a while and then raises his gaze back at you with guilty and sad look.