Part 215: Sully B

Kellam? ...KELLAM!

...Yes?

Oh, there you are. ...Yep. Looks like I was right. You did injure your arm.

Oh, gosh. Did you notice? I didn't think anyone-

Of course I noticed, you tiny idiot! You got hurt trying to protect me again! Didn't I tell you the other day I didn't need your damn help?

B-but, that guy was about to cut your head off! I can't just stand by and watch friends be cut down. It's not in my nature.

Oh, aren't we gallant. Pffft! I had that guy in the bag. And besides, it doesn't do any good if you get killed in someone else's place.

Y-you're probably right.

Now give me your arm, and let me take a gander at this wound.

Oh, it's all right. Really! Barely a scratch, in fact.

Quit your griping, and get over here so I can put a damn bandage on!

R-right away, ma'am!

Gods, what a fool. You'd probably leap into a noose if I hung myself, huh?

I wager I would!

And here I thought you were a meek little mouse.

When it comes to looking after folk, you're as stubborn as a damn ox!