[center][h3][color=f26522]Acacia 'Ace' Malikova[/color][/h3][/center]

Would note the visible wincing when she began working on Ryan's injury, biting her lip partially she'd speak in an almost completely hushed tone, "[color=f26522]I'm sorry.[/color]" As she continued working she tried to focus on just the injury though those large blue eyes watching her every move made her glance down and smile slightly. She wasn't usually very social nor did she enjoy getting close to others, but at this point, she just kept reminding herself she was just helping him, that was it.

Returning her attention to the wound she'd brighten up as she looked at how nice and neat it was starting to look once more, and before long she'd find herself frozen after hearing Ryan speak, "[i][color=B22222]You've got really pretty eyes,[/color][/i]" her cheeks turning a flush rosy hue as she looked down at his face instead of the gash upon his forehead.

"[color=f26522]Uh... Th-thank you,[/color]" she'd stutter lightly, [i][color=f26522]Not today Acacia, not today, he's a stranger, you're just helping him so you can get rid of him,[/color][/i] she'd think to herself, eyes still resting upon his as she forgot what she was doing for a moment. A quick gust of wind caused the front door to slowly swing shut emitting a loud '[i]bang[/i]', thus making Acacia jump as she stared in it's direction, heart racing as she sighed and shook her head gently. 

Looking down at the bowl of reddened liquid and the stained cloth and shirt she'd stand up and move towards the kitchen, "[color=f26522]I hope that feels a bit better now,[/color]" she'd say as she started rinsing the bowl and washing the fabrics with some detergent to try and get out the crimson staining, though the white shirt was definitely a goner at this point.