( He seems to relax a little once he's sure he's not leeching her life force or some weird shit like that. He tends to automatically assume there's always some kind of negative catch with magic- most of it seems too convenient. Too clean. And if it sounds too good to be true, then it probably is.

It might not harm her to help this time, but... ) That's still kinda goin' an extra mile. You don't owe me nothin'. Much less, like, magic bandages. So, y'know. I definitely appreciate that. ( He's trying not to crack a smile, and is failing miserably. She's nice. Even if she does use the worst disinfectant on the planet. Still, he's decided he likes her. )