Chris glances silently at the new member of Project Butterfly, only to see like, an infant! He gawks, and looks at Murn to confirm that your supposed to be here. And you have weapons! His weapons! "I'm sorry, how did a preschooler get accepted to work on Project Butterfly! All it can probably do is make macaroni art!"

Okay, maybe he's a bit dramatic, but you're like.. twelve. Practically an infant. "You should probably put that down, kid." Chris raises an eyebrow, shifting slightly away from the kid. "Should you even have those?" Nobody else seems to care, somehow. You look bruised to hell. He winces. "I can help." Chris gestures at your face.

He's never really had to be gentle to something so tiny before, honestly. What if he accidentally grabs your arm too tight or something and you bruise? Chris huffs, silently shifting around with the first-aid until he finds a cotton ball and some rubbing alcohol. "They tell you what you were going to have to do?"

Chris didn't know what he was getting into, and now look at him! As gently as a man like him can. He wraps a bandage over your arm, silently wondering what happened to you.