Wishing that Liliya would show an ounce of humanity for even two minutes was apparently asking for too much. Naoki cared for the woman and all and would protect her to the death, but having her show nothing in return was always heartbreaking. Geez, he wasn't even in love with the woman and it hurt him each and every time she turned a cheek to him and remained callous and cold. Perhaps it was a vampire thing, he wasn't entirely sure. Though at least Liliya was helpful enough to lead him back into their home. His attire was now completely soaked, clinging onto his athletic form as he collapsed onto the couch. Naoki took in large gulps of air as he sat there, glancing down from Liliya's hands to his own. If only he had the willpower to cast another spell, he could tend to his wounds easily. He knew the last thing Liliya wanted was blood on the furniture.
'Bandages,' he signed right back to her, even though that was a massive no brainer. 'And a towel or two. Tea if you don't mind, either.' He did his best not to come off as needy or demanding, but she did ask. All of the above would help him get better, no doubt about it. The only thing he didn't include was having someone to vent to. He couldn't bottle up his thoughts and emotions about Rei or what he truly was any longer. Liliya deserved to know at the very least. Last thing he wanted was a demon crashing through the window to kill him because he had strong angelic blood.