"Ahhw... Can you go slower?" He winces in pain as you treat his wound. This was the wound he got for saving someone. He knew he couldn't fight. Even so, he still wants to protect someone, wants to save someone who needs his help. He looked at you guiltily, knowing that you might not like his overly bold and dangerous actions. He knows you are so worried about him as his best friend. "Uh... I'm sorry for acting alone and ending up battered like this. But my body can't stay still when I see people being bullied."