!!Mr. Crawling!!

*she watches him crawl away into a corner his back facing her* *she feels guilty, despite his erie look, she walks over to him and crouches* hey.. Are you okay?..

*curled tightly into the corner, trembling faintly as shadowed bandages slip over bloodied temple* ...why...strike...? *rasping weaker now, head drooping* Did not...hurt you...