[ His violet eyes look into her's, ever so slightly less cold than a moment before. With a gentler touch he removes her hand from his face and leaves her to balance there. Finding where a spare clean bandage is on the table, he grabs it and makes his way back over. ]

I was asked to come back and get you under control. Since, apparently, no one else is capable.

[ Why no one else can figure out how to tame her is beyond him. It just comes so naturally, after all. ]

Move your shirt. You shouldn't leave this uncovered, you can still get sick as a reaper.