Hissing quietly under his breath, Touya endured the discofmort and light stinging pain that came with Blair's treatment of his shoulder while he held still, keeping his gaze lowered. The claw marks really did hurt -- even though a Hydreigon's hindlegs didn't look very strong, they still possessed sharp claws that could severely damage skin with no effort at all. Just as it was the case for Touya, huh? One moment in which he didn't pay attention, and suddenly Oz lost control over his own strength and ran havoc. At least no one else had gotten hurt, that was a good thing, right? The knight didn't even want to imagine what it would have been like if anyone in White Forest had gotten hurt. He liked this place and didn't want to be forced to leave. After all, the people actually accepted him and his weird ways of protecting the Pokémon that lived here!
The knight sighed quietly, glancing over his shoulder to watch the coquette as he spoke up again. "I'm not a trainer, Blair. Just because my friends insist on the pokeballs, doesn't mean I like their decision." But he accepted it, because... well, they accepted his decisions, too. Whether they be good or bad, after all. But Touya couldn't help but flush under the other's words -- calling him mama material was kind of farfetched, wasn't it? He didnt even know what it was like to grow up in a working family, let alone what it took to be a parent. It confused him so much, however he didn't want to talk back, when he knew that Blair wasn't completely wrong. Perhaps he should be stricter with Oz and scold him when he did bad. But whenever something like this happened, Touya knew that the dragon felt bad afterwards. Today wasn't any different, for he was well aware that the Dark-type hid in the bed room and tried to make himself as invisible as possible, even though that wasn't quite possible for a dragon of his size. Oz wasn't a bad Pokémon. Insane? Yes. Unstable? Yes. But not bad. He was good at heart.
"Maybe you're right and I should take the charge more often with him... I'm not scared when he snaps, but I'm scared that he might hurt someone else. Pokémon or human alike, it doesn't matter, I don't want him to get in trouble," Touya retorted quietly, surprisingly honest on top of that as he directed his gaze back at the wall in front of him, humming quietly.
Ugh, he needed to stop thinking so much. The silence was welcomed, very welcomed but at the same time the knight couldn't help but hiss quietly again. The wound hurt more than he liked to admit right now, hence as to why he was more than surprised to feel fingers brush over the unharmed skin of his lower back, the careful touch making him shiver, though it also sharpened his attention on the coquette; cheeks heating up in growing embarrassment. Stupid Blair...!
"B- Blair!" A flustered whine fell from his lips, just as he took note of the kiss placed against his neck. Blair is so stupid, did he really have to do that! Couldn't he have gotten his point across without doing that? Clenching his fingers into the fabric of his pants, the knight huffed loudly. "D- Don't do that, dipshit-- You're an idiot." Yet it made him happy; really happy to hear that the other had worried and wanted to see him because of that. Touya hesitantly lowered his voice and glanced over his shoulder again, catching a glimpse of the coquette. "... I'm sorry for worrying you, I guess. Oz isn't usually like that... Anyway--" Cue a sigh. "How does the wound look like? Do you think it might get infected?"