Regulus looked up from the carpet and over at Bella, blinking slowly a couple times before what she said registered with him. "Oh. Oh, no. Don't worry about it. It doesn't sting that bad." She had misinterpreted him, and maybe that was for the best. After all, it was better that some girl think he was a ponce rather than having to get into the whole sordid story.
When he saw the bandage ready to be wrapped around his arm and he realized how much of the brand it would cover in addition to his cut, he was elated and stretched his arm out some more so that she could easily reach it. That would be nice, to not have that reminder for a few days. "So..." he began, feeling like they should be talking about something rather than just sitting in silence, but not really sure what to talk about. "Where are you from?" Bloody hell, this small talk thing was ridiculous, but that was all he could come up with.