Hexin struggled with the decision but in the end, relented.
It was fine. He was hurt because of her.
If he had not pushed her to the ground, it was scary to imagine where the arrow might have hit her.
This was just helping him take off his belt. What was so difficult about it?
No one was here to see anything, anyway.
At this thought, she reached her hand out to remove his belt and even carefully helped him take off his clothes piece by piece and place them somewhere relatively clean.
It was until she was done removing his last piece of clothing that she took her handkerchief and crouched next to the stream to wash off the blood from it. After squeezing it dry, she crouched back next to him and carefully wiped away the blood on his arm.
