[Rosso wants to lay on Adrian and also maybe smack him, but the instinct to smack is very, very much muffled by every other screaming emotion. Laying on him would be nice if he weren't so injured. Instead, he merely sits on the floor in front of their futon, then reaches out to card his claws through Adrian's mane, once he's done with bandaging the man up anyway. There are wraps of gauze around his chest, cotton pads underneath against his back... Rosso wonders if maybe they should head to a hospital, but he has no way to make sure Adrian doesn't ragdoll off the back of his bike, and monster hospitals aren't really heard of. A human hospital isn't gonna treat him...
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[Rosso wants to lay on Adrian and also maybe smack him, but the instinct to smack is very, very much muffled by every other screaming emotion. Laying on him would be nice if he weren't so injured. Instead, he merely sits on the floor in front of their futon, then reaches out to card his claws through Adrian's mane, once he's done with bandaging the man up anyway. There are wraps of gauze around his chest, cotton pads underneath against his back... Rosso wonders if maybe they should head to a hospital, but he has no way to make sure Adrian doesn't ragdoll off the back of his bike, and monster hospitals aren't really heard of. A human hospital isn't gonna treat him...
He glowers at the floor.]
You wanna tell me who or what got you?