So, gather up your jackets, move it to the exits

He half wondered if she was going to try and pry further. His sarcastic response had been made in an attempt to shut down her attempt, but there was a kindness about her that made him wonder if she would be able to. So it was a pleasant surprise when she not only didn’t pry, but offered him something as well. “Sure, why not” he said. Perhaps he shouldn’t take random drugs from strangers, but she had nice eyes. And his heart really, really hurt.

She rummaged in her bag again and handed it to him. He didn’t hesitate to pop it down the hatch, and hoped it numbed as advertised. “So. What kind of side effects should I expect, anyway?” probably a question he should have asked first. But, oh well.

He watched as she poured water onto sections of his wound. Cleaning away the crusted blood, and fully exposing the claw marks. Darn cat. If he could kill it twice, he would. He grunted as she pushed on his wound. Damn, but that did hurt. “Nice to meet you, Halo. you often get handsy on a first date?” His dry humour was mostly his shield to hide all sorts of pain at the moment. “I’m Senryū, but people call me Ru. Or Sen. Whatever your feeling.” Now he was babbling. He shut up, and watched her work.

"Senryū Cavaliere-Klein"