too hot to care

Irenea found herself ignoring his cussing although she rolled her eyes at him, looking at him curiously. But soon enough the brute relented, letting her inspect his wound. Her paw moved to cup his own, eyes trained upon it as she thought of the best course of action. Her head tilts up to inspect the eyes of the man, "This might hurt a little, I am sorry." her voice was soft, comforting as it was a genuine apology. She sat back onto her haunches as she balanced, bringing up her other paw to gingerly remove the remainder of the rock that had embedded itself in his paw. Once she got it free she was quick to apply pressure to the gash, making sure it stopped bleeding before removing the pressure from it.

Then she would stand nudging the stranger's shoulder gently, "Come now, it must be washed next." She prompts, offering her side for support to lean against so he doesn't have to walk on his bad paw. "I'm sorry you got hurt trying to leave, I didn't mean to be a bother." she'd offer softly, tilting her head just enough to look up at him from his side. She felt a little guilty for his injury, and she didn't wish to upset him more. So she would make sure he left feeling much better than before.

"speech"