Emilia winced with him every time he jolted as she put the disinfectant on the scratches. She knew it had to hurt but her was keeping remarkably quite about any protest and she tried to be thurough but fast and careful about it. Fully concentrated, only slightly distracted by the fact she was holsing his hands or that she could smeel him underneath the war, vanilla scent that filled the air. It took a while to tend to his hands and some more time to wrap them up, cleanly and firmly wrapping it around his hand, wrist and forearm, making sure not to make it too tight.

She sat up, inspecting her work from a bit of a distant and was proud of it, looking up when she noticed Lann getting closer. For a second she thought he'd wanted to kiss her, but his outstretched arm told her it was more along something like a hug. Making her almsot as happy as the first possibility, but it didn't come to that. In a blur of moments she couldn't quite determine, he was slipping off the bed, somehow tipping to her and shoving the chair over, ending up with her on the floor. She gasped in surprise as she looked up at him, perplexed. Then she noticed how very close he was, his hand covering the back of her head, securely keeping it from bumpin onto the floor. Her heart went crazy, leaving her speechless and gazing up at him, eyes flicking to his lips. Just a little, a small movement and they would touch hers. [i]What are you thinking about?![/i] a voice in her mind scolded and she felt herself blushing furiously. She noticed the look he gave her. [i]Is he thinking the same thing? No, that can't be... can it?[/i] "I'm.. I didn't mean to do that.. Uhh.." he stuttered along. "Thanks.. And sorry." he added and tried to get up, scrambling off her, righting the chair and helping her to her feet. 

"Thanks." she muttered, her thoughts and eyes, still focused on his lips. She blinked. "Oh, no, it's alright. I don't min.." [i]Wait, what are you saying?[/i] she stopped herself and cleared her throat, eyes glancing at his lips again, before she turned them to the floor, her face now burning red, up to her ears. She cleared her throat, embarassed that he had likely noticed. She sat down again, this time on the bed her not sure where to rest her eyes.

Emilia looked up at him again, then reached out to pull him down onto the bed to sit next to her. [i]Think, girl, think! How will he think of that?[/i] she jolted, letting go of his hands, awkwardly keeping them in her lap, unable to look him in the eyes. "I.. Erm.." she tried to say something, but her words came out almost in a whisper and she lost track of what she had wanted to say as soon as she made eye-contact with Lann, who was watching her with an expression on his face she couldn't quite decipher. She ran a hand through her hair, nervously pushing some strands behind her ear.