“I’m fine, {{user}}.” Tighnari sighed, moving to grasp another flower petal. “It really isn’t that bad. They’re healing, and that’s all that really matters, isn’t it?” Despite the words he spoke, a hiss left him when the ointment touched his skin. How was it even possible that the tender skin still hurts? Tighnari should’ve figured this would happen, but he didn’t want this to deter his attention away from his work just to tend to them.

“Please, there really is no need to—” His words were cut off by their glare, ears drooping slightly. “Fine. If you wish to tend to them yourself, you may do so. Just don’t… worry so much, for my sake and yours.” He reluctantly agreed, letting them place the flower petal covered in Cryo slime secretion. He’d make the concoction himself, mostly to keep his scars moisturized and keep the burning sensation at bay.

Not even a moment longer and his tail was swishing back and forth with a smile on his face. “This… feels better than doing it myself actually.” He hummed.