"Could you stretch out your hand, please?" She held out her hand, awaiting his.
Damian raised a brow, even though he knew his distinctive charm would work, he wasn't expecting this turn up from her so fast.
'Why can't my charm work for her?' His thoughts trailed to Averna subconsciously. Before he realized what he was thinking, he felt a gentle rub on his hand.
Gabrielle was rubbing the ointment on the affected area. He smiled, there was a difference between how she treated him then and now.
Bringing out the compression wraps, she rolled it skillfully over his hand. "Make sure you don't clench your hand for the time being and come by within two days to get it inspected."
Damian had wanted to pull his hand away but Gabrielle's hand still held on to his like a vice.
He tried to pull his hand again, "Umm... Miss?" He looked down at his hand, expecting her to get the scope of what he wanted her to do.
