"Yeah, I know you must have a few screws loose in that big head of yours. Now it feels normal hearing this stuff from you."
Squeezing his right cheek tenderly with his other hand, Kylian responded in an amicable tone before he grabbed a first-aid box he had prepared. Sitting next to Zenith on the bed, Kylian took his arm which till had that deep cut on his palm, but the wound now looked a little clean after taking the shower.
Grabbing out the medicinal bottle Kylian had picked from the nurse's office in the academy which had a magical healing effect on any kind of deep wounds, which he had witnessed using that nurse to treat Stephan's wounds from the beating before.
Kylian soaked a cotton swab and started to disinfect his wound with a brief warning to Zenith before, "It might sting a little, so try to endure the pain now and don't create a commotion."
"Well…if it hurts very much, you could give me a kiss every time to comfort me at least—"
