Verloren gave Lu a small pat on the head as the dragon laid his head into his lap. "[color=00aeef]Its alright, really. I sometimes have weird reactions to medications sometimes. Remember a few years ago when that one kids dragon got really angry and accidentally burnt my foot? And how I couldn't walk for nearly two weeks because the medicine they used on it had a really bad reaction and instead made it worse?[/color]" The teen sighed, just shaking his head. 

"[color=00aeef]It'll be fine in the morning. I just need to be sure to wash it really well. Plus, it just means that it is working.[/color]" He nodded, talking in a rather calm, reassuring tone. He didn't want his draconic companion to panic or worry over something like this. If they were out here on their own like this, there was no doubt in his mind that there would be other times when both of them would get wounded. He had seen many elder dragons before and their riders, they were all covered in scars, some of them even missing limbs, eyes, wings. 

He couldn't say it outright, but it had always bothered him how the older the riders and their dragons got, the more wounded they became. It confused him a bit too. If things were so dangerous out here, why was there never any attacks on the walls? It was always far away from the walls... Hm. Oh well, now wasn't the time to give it much thought. 

Shaking his head a bit, Ver slowly leaned his head forward, lightly resting the left side of his face against Lu's, letting out a rather tired sounding sigh. "[color=00aeef]Now that we are just sitting here, I am actually really tired.[/color]" He muttered.