Beau took a nervous breath. “G-Get better, sir” He said to the injured man. “I’m sure this man w-will fix you up!” He gave a little smile. He walked up to the man with glasses. “Here! F-For being nice and c-caring for your friend!” Beau handed him a flower crown. He smiled, deer tail wagging.
“N-NO PLEASE HE’LL KILL ME!” The man cried. “DON’T LET HIM TAKE ME BACK!!”
"Oh you're so sweet, so kind!" H takes it with a smile, plonks it on his head while wrapping an arm around the man's shoulders another holding his arm, in a death grip. Not getting away again. "Thank you so much, friend. Be safe!" He smiles and starts leading the man away "Shhhhh it's ok, you're gonna be juuust fine. Let's get you your medication, get you allll taken care of. You can't just go runnin off like that! What will people think. Had me worried sick" He sounds genuine but that poor guy knows exactly how much threat is in that tone. He's utterly screwed. There's a kit of various sharp metal pointy tools waiting back at their previous location that he didn't even get to use yet after all! Still, for Beau, they'd get to see the two wandering away. What a kind and caring man, looking after his sick friend...