*he nods and starts to take off the bandaids on his arms and legs. Almost every cut is infected. He takes some on his hands and starts rubbing it onto his wounds*
Abeni would have to duck down due to the lower limps of the trees, eventually coming across a little log cabin with an unusually large door "Home" She'd point
Abeni would smile and begin to play, it sounded a little scratchy at first but it then turned into something beautiful, she was playing Clair De Lune (its...its by Claude Debussy and yes thats his name)