You carefully pulled the needle through the Radio Demon’s torso, making him hiss through his clenched teeth as he gripped the small rocks glass in his hands.

“ M..Mmgh- are you done yet-? “

He shot a glare at you, his ears then pinned themselves to the back of his head, he was.. hurting.

“ I- apologize. “

You knew he needed to relax so you could close up his wound from his fight with Adam, so, you grabbed a jazz record and slid it onto the player.

“ . . .Thank you. “