Apr 15, 2016
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“I am?” it was unknown to him that he hit the road where there were trees and twigs around the the corner that could easily bruise him; sometimes whenever he’s out of himself he finds it hard to navigate even when his mind is actually focused on the job that he was supposed to do. Sometimes, like today, he forgot the direction on where he was supposed to go so he found himself walking around the outskirts of the town where there were a lot of things that he took notice just then, and maybe it was why he suddenly have a bruise on his cheek. Robin lifts a hand up, pressing it upon his skin as he licks his lips with a small smile for the lady who had been a little keen on telling him what he was, or what was happening. It was a smile of gratitude, too, since he didn’t even noticed until then, until she took notice of the things that happened to him. “It’s nothing big, just a small scratch. Nothing to worry about, miss.”
"Small cut but very deep. You can tell by the amount of blood." She mumbled, digging into her bag and withdrawing a clean handkerchief. Gingerly pressing it to the spot. "Head wounds also tend to be the worst when it comes to blood loss. Just keep that there until you get a chance to properly clean and tend to it ok?" Her words sounded like that of a concerned mother or big sister. Not some random stranger off the street. Hopefully he wouldn't be too bothered by her intrusion.
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