Ein
Ein saw the Inn within the gate, and his eyes lit up like a child on Christmas Day, his stomach growls loudly upon getting there, and now that he was alone with Tifa. An awkward silence grew over the room, he watched Rikku move down the way leaving the two of them alone together. He was noticibly favoring places where he was burned a little from the magical fire, he got hit everywhere yes, but around his torso and half way towards his hips was where much of the burns resided.
Ein, then drifts his gaze over the beautiful brawler, his eyes then drift to her breasts, and then lower. He gulped audibly and it was clear he was quite the shy one now, "So, you look like you took a few hits there huh?" He spoke gently, and runs his fingers through his hair slowly, his short spiky black hair would sway back and then fourth. He grabs his bandana and would raise it up, the thing seemed surprisingly durable, as it didn't look damaged at all... His eyes drift over the simple cloth article, it was clear it was a memento... The young man looks at her, and then produced the last potion, "I took a bit before I wager you want this one, though if you want applying it anywhere specifically... I can, help...." He looks to her shoulders they seemed to look a little stiff, "May...maybe a massage would do you good..." He said slightly with some hesitation.
Thrice
Thrice gave the woman a watching while she fixed herself up, the cowboy looking droid would fix himself up adjusting his hat and checking the cooling unit of each of his guns, when she winced because of applying the potion directly to a wound his eyes flash momentarily, but look right away, believing a lady deserved her privacy after that. He then registered she was speaking to him, and would look at the damages on his body, which really weren't sufficient and over all his hydraulics and motion systems still seemed to work. "Names Thrice, and no, I don't have a destination..." He looked her over, seeing she was now much better off then she had been. "I will need to find someone good with bodies like mine if I am to get these fixed, in this... strange world I have a strange feeling finding such people will not prove to be difficult...." He said gently.
Ein saw the Inn within the gate, and his eyes lit up like a child on Christmas Day, his stomach growls loudly upon getting there, and now that he was alone with Tifa. An awkward silence grew over the room, he watched Rikku move down the way leaving the two of them alone together. He was noticibly favoring places where he was burned a little from the magical fire, he got hit everywhere yes, but around his torso and half way towards his hips was where much of the burns resided.
Ein, then drifts his gaze over the beautiful brawler, his eyes then drift to her breasts, and then lower. He gulped audibly and it was clear he was quite the shy one now, "So, you look like you took a few hits there huh?" He spoke gently, and runs his fingers through his hair slowly, his short spiky black hair would sway back and then fourth. He grabs his bandana and would raise it up, the thing seemed surprisingly durable, as it didn't look damaged at all... His eyes drift over the simple cloth article, it was clear it was a memento... The young man looks at her, and then produced the last potion, "I took a bit before I wager you want this one, though if you want applying it anywhere specifically... I can, help...." He looks to her shoulders they seemed to look a little stiff, "May...maybe a massage would do you good..." He said slightly with some hesitation.
Thrice
Thrice gave the woman a watching while she fixed herself up, the cowboy looking droid would fix himself up adjusting his hat and checking the cooling unit of each of his guns, when she winced because of applying the potion directly to a wound his eyes flash momentarily, but look right away, believing a lady deserved her privacy after that. He then registered she was speaking to him, and would look at the damages on his body, which really weren't sufficient and over all his hydraulics and motion systems still seemed to work. "Names Thrice, and no, I don't have a destination..." He looked her over, seeing she was now much better off then she had been. "I will need to find someone good with bodies like mine if I am to get these fixed, in this... strange world I have a strange feeling finding such people will not prove to be difficult...." He said gently.