I mean I glad you didn't get shot in a bad spot sorry my spelling check didn't work out right)

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Senorita looks at him before smiling and said " thank you I didn't want to be rude and all but I just wanted to help you " as she then said " over here and sit down " as she grabs a hand cloth and smiles before saying " I know it might be weird since you just found me but I don't want to lose my best friend again you understand that " as she looks at him she had a bit of sadness in her eyes and she was not really wanting to show it

Ambrose snorted a little at that, shaking his head. "You? Rude? Neeever." He said sarcastically, walking over and sitting down with a small sigh. He had given up trying to do everything himself. "I understand completely. I'll try not to let my inflated pride get in the way of not losing anyone again." He nodded with a small smile, but his first words held a seriousness he usually didn't get. Ambrose fell quiet for a moment, resigning to be a lot more careful from now on... if he got shot again it would be less than not good.

Senorita smiles before saying " I would keep you to take your shirt off I did wrap it in a weird way so I need it off if you may " as she looks at him straight in the eye before she waiting nicely as she wanted to make sure everything was going okay on his shoulder she walks to get the herbs and then smiles as she walks back and said " I have to go into town and get more of the ingredients to make more of this stuff "

Ambrose winced at the words, sighing a little. He was sure his wound was FINE... well, maybe not after falling out of the tree. It might be a little messy. But that's no reason to worry all about it... - yet he still didn't want to worry Senorita. He couldn't just say he was fine, because there was no way in this world or any other that she would believe him. "Not surprising at all. Bullet wounds take a lot of care." He snorted a little at her words, slipping his shirt off with a small grimace as he had to move his shoulder in a weird way.

Senorita rolled her eyes at him as he took the shirt off before saying " are you complaining that I am concerned about that wound " as she walks over to him and starts to take off the bandage before she finished and said " is looking okay but it kinda turning blue a bit let see if I have all of the lead out " as she walks back over to her bag grabs a medical treatment and walks back over and said " this is going to hurt a bit but I won't keep it on "

"I am not complaining at all." Ambrose answered, looking at the wound with a wince as he rolled his other shoulder. Scars traced along his whole upper section, some looking more new than other. The one that stayed the same was the small scar on the side of his abdomen, when he and Senorita had been playing near the river and he slipped an got a rock in his side. "I'll be fine." He said when she commented that it would hurt, setting his jaw and lowering his head slightly to look at the ground and wait.

Senorita sighed and laughs before she places the salve on and then she sighed before she put her hand over it like she was going to do something to it but she knew it would begin to hurt about now she had a hand towel ready to take it off before she looks at it and the looks at him before she takes the stuff off and smiles before saying " okay I think I got it all out of your system at least but you got to be careful " as she put the healing herbs on his shoulder before wrapping it up and aaid " where did you get all of these scars you are not being very careful "

Ambrose closes his eyes as the pain started stabbing through his shoulder. It felt like a jagged dagger digging deeper into his flesh while twisting around and around. The salve stung a little, but it was the rest that hurt. As Senorita finished he lifted his head, moving his hand on the arm that was hurt and taking in a sharp breath of pain. Obviously he wouldn't be able to use that hand for a while. "I'll try to be careful, but if there are humans around I am not hesitating to shoo them out." he huffed a little, glancing at his scars before gingerly pulling his shirt back on and standing on. "Mistakes. Everyone makes them, I've just made a lot of them." Was Ambrose's vauge answer to her question.

Senorita felt bad but it was done and she kinda felt glad that he let her check it again before she walks away grabbing a black cloak and puts it on hiding her wings before saying " you want to come or rest here I fine with anything " as she reaches for her bag with her right hand but she felt a stabbing pain all through her hand she groans some hold it to make the pain go away before she grabs it with her left and looks at him waiting for a answer as she didn't mind if he come or not it was his choice not hers

Ambrose ran his good hand through his hair and nodded at Senorita's question. "I'll come." he answered definitely, not wanting to miss out on a chance to at least walk. He seemed to always need to be on the move, plus walking wouldn't hurt his shoulder... a lot, anyway. He grabbed a black leather jacket from somewhere, carefully pulling it on with a slight wince as his shoulder stung, tucking his wings in as tight as they would go before nodding. "You can go." Ambrose said, trying not to have to cradle his arm.