Jun 8
"It only looks bad, I swear I'm fine" He had a handkercheif to his nose which was bleeding, one eye was swollen shut, and there was a bit of red bleeding through fluffy red bangs to indicate some sort of cranial truama. Able had to lean against the nearest surface to steady himself, because he'd managed to exhaust himself fighting off a sinner that was about 3 times his size. Said sinner was nearby crammed into a garbage can and not responding at the moment... A pause, so he could spit a bit of blood out of his mouth. "I meann it..I'm okay"
