Nobody's Invincible
It was terrible, but Sam had to hold back a laugh at the ridiculous faces this man was making. Maybe a few grunts would be more appropriate. However he continued to clean until he was done, and only actually laughed at the together comment.
"Oh no no sweetheart, I just call everyone pet names." He smiled, taking some gauze and tape out of the kit and fashioning a bandage on to the mans wound. "There, you’re all dressed up." The angel hummed softly, "Now tell me exactly what you remember."
He sat up straight and twiddled his fingers.
Think, think, think.
//”There was…there was a ring. Something about a ring…um. I remember that I put my wallet in my pocket…um…I puked. Not sure why…um…that’s it for the most part.”//
He looked up at the angel trying to see if any of that was even remotely correct.
But! The wallet was crucial!
Brian pulled it out from his pocket and searched for an ID or something…and he found about three different cards, all with fake names, some cash, and a few business cards with blood stains.
//”I don’t like this at all.”//
The angel watched as Brian fiddled in his pockets, and then searched through his wallet. He started to frown, instinctively patting the man on the head in an attempt at comfort.
"There, there, my dear. We will figure it out." he soothed, "Do you think you're strong enough to shower and get all the dried blood off of you? Or would you like a cup of tea first?"
