Toby's eyes flickered to your face, watching over as you started patching up the wound on his shoulder, he didn't flinch in the slightest.

earlier on, he was on the forest, but this time he spotted someone, a small fight that resulted with a death, and a wound.

and by instance, you're the one patching him up, always.

"not nearly as bad as the last time, right?" he whisper, looking down to his own bloodied shoulder.