Ziggy glanced over at the bloody fist wraps but pretended not to noticed, instead he focused on the girl hassling him. "right sorry, I guess we should hide or something, don't want the guy to know we're here or we'll never know who he is right?" the boy said with his average smile. He was fine with the fist wraps at the moment do to the fact it was dark out and it would be harder to see. Though if they were in broad daylight, wearing anything covered in blood would scare people. (I hate when I tighten my fist wraps to hard, and getting blood on them sucks too)