[he doesn't go out of his way to coddle Lily; he'll feed her when she's hungry, or sit with her when she's crying, but she's got more than enough people up her ass, babying her -- he'd wonder how she stood it, if it weren't for that sunny personality and well, everything else (being lucky's made him more jaded, isn't that stupid)]
[in a few minutes he's walking in the back door, finding Lily in the kitchen all a flutter with her hand]
Yo. Lemme see your burn.
[Badou's not exactly sorry she burned herself; it's the fastest way to learn, after all]
[it doesn't mean he won't help her when she might need it]
( it's no surprise that tears have welled up in her eyes, and she blinks, scrubbing her face with her sleeve as she pulls her hand out from under the running sink water, offering the finger - it's red, blistering, so starkly different from the rest of her pale skin. )
What do I do. . . it's so hot, even though I put it under water. . . .
[he pretends she's not crying; it's what he always responded best to, when he was a dumb kid (haha, was)]
It's hot 'coz ya burned yourself, dumbass.
[it's in a more gentle tone than one might expect of Badou, and he leads her back to the sink, letting the water run cool in the sink]
Y'need to use cool water, not cold. Hold that under there for ten minutes straight, okay? An' don't touch the blisters, it'll hurt more if you pop 'em.
[and he kicks off dirty sneakers to walk through the house (he doesn't want to hear Hijikata bitch), disappears upstairs]
[when he comes back, it's with a first-aid kit that's almost out of stock from constant use]
[he grabs out the gauze and a small bottle of burn cream]
Uhmm. . . ( with a nod, she sticks her hand back into the sink, letting it soak with a sniff; at the very least, she's stopped crying, leftover tears wiped onto her sleeve. ) Oh - I wanted to cook. . . .
- oh, it's cold! ( legs bending, toes curling in as she feels the cooling sensation, and she has to pause to think, ) Uhm. . . . eggs. . . and milk. . . . and bread?
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its fucking hot dont touch it
when its on
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[in a few minutes he's walking in the back door, finding Lily in the kitchen all a flutter with her hand]
Yo. Lemme see your burn.
[Badou's not exactly sorry she burned herself; it's the fastest way to learn, after all]
[it doesn't mean he won't help her when she might need it]
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What do I do. . . it's so hot, even though I put it under water. . . .
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It's hot 'coz ya burned yourself, dumbass.
[it's in a more gentle tone than one might expect of Badou, and he leads her back to the sink, letting the water run cool in the sink]
Y'need to use cool water, not cold. Hold that under there for ten minutes straight, okay? An' don't touch the blisters, it'll hurt more if you pop 'em.
[and he kicks off dirty sneakers to walk through the house (he doesn't want to hear Hijikata bitch), disappears upstairs]
[when he comes back, it's with a first-aid kit that's almost out of stock from constant use]
[he grabs out the gauze and a small bottle of burn cream]
Why were you screwin' around with the stove?
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[it's not exactly a reprimand, but it's a rather pointed statement]
[more easily]
What'd ya wanna make?
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Ya don't make the egg separate. The egg goes into the pancake mix with everything else.
[he checks the kitchen clock -- that should have been about long enough]
Awright, c'mere.
[sitting at the counter, waiting for her to join him]
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[right as he does this, he asks]
D'ya even know what else is in pancakes?
[because it would be a lot easier to do this if she weren't focusing on the burn]
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( another pause ) And mayo!
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[once the cream's rubbed in, he picks up the gauze, ripping a smaller strip out of it for that tiny finger]
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[the gauze is wrapped around, stuck to itself; it's ont the neatest bandage in the world, but it gets the job done]
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[tugging at the bandage]
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