"Too bad for him," Bulba replied rather bluntly, despite whatever interest he had in the tail tugging that was going on. It wasn't given much heed though, as he had protests to completely ignore in favor of doling out the potions. Which he proceeded to do without asking if he could. (And less so in the eyes this time.)
It wasn't even a spiteful act either, though it might have looked like one. (Well, the eyes thing totally was.) They had talked about it before. When it came down to which one of them he would have patched up first, it came down to which of them showed up first. Bulba couldn't feel like he was choosing between them because there wasn't a choice to be made. He loved them both. This time, it had technically been Char that had shown up at his door.
Even if it had probably been to deposit a body and leave. But. Whatever.
He grabbed a wet towel from the bucket once the initial potions were done, wringing out as much of the warm water as he could. All this blood had to get wiped off before he could bandage him up.
"... So should I be stocking up on potions now or?"
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It wasn't even a spiteful act either, though it might have looked like one. (Well, the eyes thing totally was.) They had talked about it before. When it came down to which one of them he would have patched up first, it came down to which of them showed up first. Bulba couldn't feel like he was choosing between them because there wasn't a choice to be made. He loved them both. This time, it had technically been Char that had shown up at his door.
Even if it had probably been to deposit a body and leave. But. Whatever.
He grabbed a wet towel from the bucket once the initial potions were done, wringing out as much of the warm water as he could. All this blood had to get wiped off before he could bandage him up.
"... So should I be stocking up on potions now or?"