[ the frown that pulls on his mouth is sympathetic, worried, and deeply pensive - not only for the leeches, but also for the writing that he sees inked across todomatsu's skin. his right now is saving him, but also not being able to save her, not being enough and not doing enough alternating.

he's not paying too much attention to it right now, as he sets down the bits of wood he collected from the broken benches alongside his satchel, flipping it open and taking out a mortar and pestle. ]

So, you're not gonna feel a single sting of pain as long as you stay still, alright? You don't gotta be all tense and not breathe, but just no extra movement. You'll definitely feel the warmth off the fire, it's just not gonna be the whole damn torch up close and personal.

[ a little bit of water from a mason jar goes into the mortar, followed by a velvety soft looking leaf from his flower crown that he pulls out, and some small white flowers clustered like a cloud. it gets left there for a minute as he burns the end of one of the pieces of wood on the torch first. ]

I can't put a bandage around your neck, since that could be dangerous for you if you get into trouble, but I'm gonna make a salve to put on all the spots that should help keep them from getting infected and will stop the bleeding.