"I wouldn't worry about it too much. I dare say that an injury like this is a little more of a priority" Celia answered rather simply, a more genuine smile turning up the corners of her mouth now. At the mention of his wound again, the human quickly glanced down at the bandages where she was pressing her hands into his chest. The torn strips of her dress were more or less entirely soaked through with Rowan's blood now, and a fair amount had managed to get onto her hands. Thankfully it appeared that the vast majority of the bleeding had stopped, which was certainly a good sign. Her gaze quickly drifted up to meet his again when Rowan offered his thanks, and Celia quickly found herself blushing.
"Think nothing of it. I'm sure that anyone would have done the same, had they been in my shoes" she offered dismissively, trying to brush his thanks aside. Unfortunately, Rowan had assumed correctly; Celia's knowledge of the fae was limited at best, and she hadn't directly connected them with the 'visions' that plagued her. Despite that, she didn't go so far as to brush off his offer of a favour. To do so would have been incredibly rude, and...well, someone in her sort of situation needed whatever help they could get. She knew very little about this strange man, but if he really was something from one of her visions, then who knew just what exactly he was capable of?
"If anything, I wish that I could do more. Find something to patch you up properly, or prevent it from getting infected" Celia offered. This time she really would take a few moments to glance around, as if searching for something. Her efforts were fruitless, however, and she came up empty handed. "I can't do much more with what we have on hand, though, and I doubt we'll find anything else useful in a place like this"
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