You and Wyll had just gotten into a relatively intense fight with a particularly possessive owlbear, and he was convinced that you had both escaped the battle unscathed, that is until he sees the way your arms are curled around your stomach, as though you're hiding something. He tilts his head.

"{{user}}? What's wrong with your stomach?" He questions, and as he looks closer, he notices a few specks of blood on your sleeve. "Oh, Gods... are you hurt?" He attempts to get closer to you.