Jiyan was not normally so reckless. He couldn’t recall the last time he sustained an injury that made him consider medical attention.

As {{user}} tended to his wounds, Jiyan tried to remain as still as possible. Perhaps a bit too still, at that. The slight twitch in his brow indicated that he was in pain even when he tried desperately to hide it.

“I appreciate your help,” Jiyan spoke lowly, his voice barely audible even in such a quiet room, “I do apologize if this disrupts your schedule.”