He shook his head. "I'm not even sure I want to look at one now. It's just as well--" But he doesn't finish that sentence.

"Anyway, I've bought you some food and coffee. I can't promise how good they are but-- It's better than nothing I suppose. And also this." It's a jar with a little moon and star pattern on it.

"It's supposed to be a healing salve so we'll see it if works on you. Complain all you want, it's still happening." He is determined. He sets the jar aside.

"Let me help you out of your shirt."