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"Hope you didn't like this shirt," she murmured before she carefully tore it open so she could tend to the cuts there. Luckily for him, she always carried a first aid kit with her in her workout bag. Just in case. It wasn't long before she was thumbing through all the things in it, pulling out something that looked like it was to sanitize wounds.

Pouring it onto a clean corner of the towel, she returned to her would dabbing after a warning, "This is going to sting." Hopefully he'd understand. If not, she'd hold him down and simply finish cleaning them up.

Tourma refrained from calling him a sissy, considering it did look like he had been through hell and back, but instead chuckled softly. Once she was finished with the cleaning, she offered him a cheeky grin, "All done for now... I think they need to air dry a bit before I bandage them up... Are you hungry or thirsty?"

She had water and a snack for yoga in her bag if he needed nurishment.

Even under the circumstances, Tourma chuckled softly as she groped in her bag for her snacks, a granola bar and a sliced apple. "Apple or granola bar?" She asked, pushing some of his wet hair off his forehead and out of his face while she waited for an answer. "Get some food in you and then tell me what happened?"

He probably went swimming and Isto was right.

Tourma looked shocked, and simply looked at him as if he were from a different planet for a while before closing her jaw and clearing her throat. That wasn't exactly the answer she had expected. Instead, she instinctively ran her fingers over the back of his head to check for lumps. "Kids these days," she commented sarcastically, but a frown was evident.

"That's why I poked you with a stick first," she replied with a grin, noticing the wink but only really cocking an eyebrow in a challenging manner. It would take more than a wink to sway her in that general direction because she believed men needed to work to get a woman. "Well that's a shame, I look good wet and dry."

Tourma made a gesture as if what she had just said was common knowledge.

Tourma cocked an eyebrow as he stood, and in disbelief that he'd actually remain standing, she joined him, ready to intervene should he take a wobbly tumble. "You sure?" The Skullmonkey looked rather displeased about something underneath it all, but remained silent. Jeez, it had just been a joke.

She watched him intently, moving closer when he wobbled and sighing when he safely returned to the ground. With a nod, the younger girl rummaged through her bag before procuring a cell phone, on which she quickly dialed 911.

The situation was explained, and the operator said that they'd be sending a bus over right away. "An ambulance is on its way..." Absently, she reached out and felt his forehead and then cheek to see if his body heat was returning.