Zoe was exhausted by the time they made it in, dropping onto the couch with her hand at her side. She took her shirt off, making a face at the tear and blood stain on it. She shivered and put it on the arm of the sofa and sat there in her bra so Raiden could clean the wound. There was a tear in the skin where the blood was coming from but it could have been a lot worse. This was like a semi-deep cut, just it burned and looked ugly.
She only glanced at it and turned her head away with her teeth clenched. She wasn't the type of person that was good with these things. She hissed when Raiden would touch the wound and said, "No boy really.." and she bit her bottom lip, for some reason there was now more pain than before but it was most likely because the area had to be poked and prodded to be cleaned. Plus, Zoe didn't get to talk to anyone about Greed. Then again whenever she did (Patience), it blew up in her face. She sighed, "I mean.. there's a boy I know. Just.. it's complicated."