Cameron glared at him. "I don't care if it doesn't hurt, it could get infected. C'mon, I know a place. There should be a first aid kit there.".

He looked away a bit. "Fine.." He seemed to have trouble looking people in the eyes, especially when talking to them.

Cameron lead Mason for a while eventually reaching his destination. A small safe house belonging to his corporation- luckily no one was there at the moment. he lead the guy inside, seating him down and grabbing the first aid kit. As he wroked, he questioned the man. "What's your name?".

He did not move much. "Mason. Yours?" He asked. Keeping perfectly still. Breathing shallowly. Feeling a bit dizzy from blood loss

"Hey, hey, stay with me." Cameron said, quickly cleaning out the wound with achohol. "My name's Cameron, but you can call me Cam." He said, finally applying bandage and pressure to the wound.

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I ain't a nurse, stop dying >:/

Idk nothing abt injuries ToT

He blinked back from when he was about to fall asleep. He knew needed to stay up. "Can you distract me?"

"Yep. The bleeing should stop soon, but I cant really do anything about the bloodloss." Cameron said. "I'll have to take you back to hq..." He muttered. "Why were you crying?" He asked, placing his hand on his hips and standing in front of Mason.

He was still looking down. Anywhere but this mans eyes. "Because. I lost another lead to my lookings for my lover.."

"Lover? Tell me about them." Cameron sat down on the chair next to Mason's seat. "How long have they been lost? When did you loose them? What happened?".

He wrapped his arms around himself, ignoring the pain it caused. "She had the prettiest red hair and beautiful brown eyes.. She was so adorable.. She's been lost for two years.. She just up and disappeared one night.. No trace, nobody has been able to find her.." In reality, she had been killed by a Drim.