[Taking the supplies from him, she immediately looks up at Corvus and frowns, as if he's just said the most ridiculous thing ever.]

What? No. It's literally below freezing every night. You can't just-

[She sighs, shaking her head, then takes a clean cotton swab and uses the rubbing alcohol to wipe away any dried blood first. Her touch is light but direct.]

-sleep outside. I won't let you.

[Saying that like she has a real say in the matter.]

You said you would... "fly away" once you feel better? Then, I guess, just stay here until you recover. [A quick addendum:] As long you promise not to be a creep.

[She's sticking her neck out there, Corvus, just to be nice. Please don't be a psycho.]