a-grounder
回 = patching a wound
Lincoln originally refused the help, not needing it, or so he thought.. But most people who helped, expected something in return.. Lincoln did not like owing people anything.. Then Lincoln decided to just accept the help, and not fight against it.
“Thank you”
Hel was somewhat gifted when it came to healing. Rather, she knew how best to avoid death. Lincoln’s hesitance had not been enough to stave off her concern. When she saw someone hurt, there was little in all the worlds that could dissuade her of helping. Lithe fingers made quick work of debriding and cleaning the wound.
“You’re welcome.” she said, a sheepish smile pulling at the corners of her lips, “..Lincoln, was it?”

















