@pseudo-son [x]
Rock gasped when he noticed an unmistakable bloodstain on the ground. After finding the one, he quickly found more that created a horrifying trail ahead of him. Was someone hurt and trying to look for help? Rock knew he had to follow the trail to find the injured person and offer them whatever assistance they needed.
He found the source of the stains just in time to see a young man applying a lighter to where his real leg met a prosthetic one. This wasn’t his first time seeing someone with the sort of advanced prosthetics available in this city, but he’d never seen what it looked like where flesh and metal connected, and he’d sure never seen it bleeding like that. He couldn’t even manage to say anything to try and offer help before the other person noticed him and spoke first. The boy immediately frowned at the way the man regarded him, and he tried to summon the courage to respond.
“I-I just wanted to help you if I could. Are you alright, sir?”
