"It's alright." He acknowledges the thanks with a slight incline of his head. "Just keep drinking your tea."

Shinjirou's legs are worse off than his back, especially his thighs; Jade thinks that there's almost more bruised skin than unblemished. Carefully, he begins massaging at his thighs, working the cream deeply into the skin until he can feel it warm under his hands.

It's easier going once he's finished with the thighs. Aside from the knees (he should probably disinfect them later, the floor was filthy by the time the party began to disperse), there aren't very many injuries until he comes to Shinjirou's ankles. The rope had rubbed them raw; Jade glances up, searching for matching rope burns on Shinjirou's arms.