Stain groaned a little and shook his head. "that isn't a nurse." he complained. "she's a demon...a horrible demon..." "hush and drink." she ordered pressing a bottle to his mouth, making him swallow it all while Harry watched, guilt written across his face. "stain i...i'm so sorry..." he muttered, shaking his head. "i..i didn't mean to..i...i.." "stop it..." Stain ordered blinking at Harry. "i knew what i was signing up for when i offered you my neck... it's not like i almost died or anything. there's no point in worrying yourself sick, or feeling guilty when i'm just fine." "but!" "no buts Harry, all i suffered was a little blood-loss. i gave myself to you because your worth giving it to." he stated calmly. "i gave you my blood because your worth protecting." he smiled. "i saved you, because i wanted to, and for no other reason. how is it fair for me to do all these things for you, only to have you feel guilty about them later?...that makes me upset too you know." "i...oh...sorry.." Harry muttered, staring at Stain in astonishment.