Helping Atlas to bear the weight, she helped him limp into the bedroom. "Are you sure? I'm so sorry, this is all my fault," Minerva said, pressing her lips together as they moved across his flat. If she hadn't insisted on all of this...
"If you weren't already injured, I'd smack you for that," she muttered, helping Atlas onto the bed. Minerva removed the sleep pants, and saw the bandage that had blood seeped through it.
"At least let me change the bandage," she said, her hand soft on his leg. "Do you have any disinfecting potion in your bathroom?"