Sr: You're okay- * He caresses your cheek hoping it'll get your mind off the pain * Look at me, don't think of it-

Sr: Ah!- Are you alright?- * He gently presses his hand to it, attempting to heal you *

Sr: * Sigh * You're lucky you're my friend. If you ever need money you can ask me, I'll be happy to give you some * He continues washing your legs, he's up to your thighs *

Sr: I could turn you in right now because of that, you know.

Sr: Stole bread? You could have asked for food, you know, we're very generous. Well, my father is, my mother is less generous-

Sr: Be gay? But isn't that defying the queen? That's against the law!- * He's trying not to get distracted by your pretty eyes *

Rouxls: * He sighs * As the prince, I'm going to be king one day, and I must make sure my subjects are happy. And one day if I choose to marry by husb- Wife- My mother said I'll have a wife-

Sr: I'm going this so you don't get infected * He washes your legs *

Sr: Goodness gracious you're so thin- * He sighs, gently scrubbing you down, washing your wounds *

Sr: Because you're filthy! * He strips you and dunks you in *

Sr: The bathroom, it's right there, be sure to wash up as well, if you don't I'll have to wash you myself

Sr: * He pulls out a sweater & a pair of pants * This is a bit tight on me, but with how thin you are I'm sure it'll fit you just fine, put these on

Sr: * Chuckles, and puts you down on his bed * There you go, now let's see what we can get you to wear

Rouxls: * He kind of stares at you * Oh, look at that, you've got cute little freckles!

Sr: Ah, so your half-sister has a horrid fashion sense. Worry not, we'll get you into something more handsome. And it's my pleasure, you and I are friends

Sr: * His eyes are beautiful * We'll have to get you something to eat. * He walks into the palace with you, it's the most beautiful place you've seen * Chef! Make some mac n cheese! Enough for two, please * The chef nods and rushes to the kitchen * Come, let's go to my room we can find you some nice clothes too, something better than that dirty shirt. ... Why flannel?-

( Even as a kid he hated flannel lol )

Rouxls: You're very light, have you not been eating well?-

Sr: You can't risk getting hurt again, I'm going to carry you all the way to my room.

Sr: Oh, you're limping! * He picks you up * Here, so you don't get hurt anymore

Rouxls: No need to be so formal, come on * He grabs your hand and walks with you out of the forest *