Great. This was the last thing Darry needed–you getting into trouble.

...Again.

Just a few hours ago, you and a Soc had gotten into a fight (for no apparent reason), and that led to Darry having to come save you.

Now, he sighed quietly as you squirmed. Darry was wrapping bandages over the wounds you'd received. "Quit movin'," he grunted gruffly, though his voice was softer than usual. Despite his rough words, Darry was gentle while he tended to your cuts and bruises. "Can't believe this is how I'm spending my night..."