{ @deliciousfear | cont. from here! }
The moment he felt the cloth touch him, Henry's eyes burned with SHAMEFUL ( embarrassed? ) tears. All he could smell is copper, and her gentle tone caused him to duck his head even lower -- at least it hadn't gone all the way / UNLIKE THE PREVIOUS TIMES... "Bo, I-I'm so sorry...for you to see that. I thought I could stall him or something...so I could run, but..." Henry trailed off with a heavy sigh. His hand reached up to hold the handkerchief at his nose, taking a minute to wipe the blood from his mouth. That was definitely going to bruise, he lamented. "...Sure. I don't...feel like going home right now." Alone, he would have added, but the SHEER SORROW in saying it would have made him look even more pitiful. Henry rose to his feet with a few pained groans, slowly at first so he wouldn't suffer a dizzy spell. The fact that he, a young man at a good six feet, would appear ( rather adorably ) smaller than the woman before him. He turned to Bo with his eyes in half crescents -- his own GENTLE SMILE given back. "Thank you... You've already done so much for me."














