"Body shot for a body shot, seemed fair. Face shot for a body shot is excessive," he chuckled, continuing to sit there as she went to work cleaning him up. He leaned back and raised a brow while he watched her, "Since when were you a medi-witch? You seem entirely too good at this whole taking care of me thing."
He watched her remove the vile, and swallowed a bit before taking it. He stared at it, turning it over in his hand as he continued to admire and work out its dimensions and look. He was assuming it tasted bad, but he'd been drinking so it couldn't be that bad could it? He popped the vile out, and took a long swig. He coughed a bit, before slipping the vile onto the counter beside them, and reaching up to grasp at her hips, dragging her down into his lap.
"Yes, I'm sure my face will be just fine. Still though, I do look rugged and strong right? Can't get enough of that image in your head?" He chuckled, before leaning forward and placing a kiss against her lips, letting it sit there a moment before pulling back slowly, looking up at her, "Thanks. You're too good to me sometimes."
He watched her before clearing his throat and leaning back against, giving her hips a firm squeeze, "So you just keep a vile of headache potion in your purse at all times? You're prepared for all sorts of scenarios. What did you bring in preparation for this scenario? You, me, alone at a party? If you say a book or bear spray I might cry."