Misha carefully settled himself on the sofa next to Bella, trying not to jostle either her or the water. He gingerly dipped the cloth into the water, chuckling as he did.
"I would be the world's shittiest nurse," he admitted, carefully stoking the wet cloth over the drying blood on Bella's cheek. As it came away, he was better able to see the damage that was done and figure out what he might be able to heal.
"I only know how to do this because I hurt myself so often playing Quidditch. Let me know if it hurts too much okay? I'll slow down."