"You could've gotten killed." Jo wanted to scold him, but didn't really have it in her. She had been lectured the same way by her mother and the Winchesters for years, and didn't want to turn into any of them when it came to letting other people get involved. Not that she really knew him to let him get involved.
She had been on a hunt when he got in the way by stumbling into her trap, and if it hadn't been for her grabbing hold of him and getting him out, he could've ended up killed by the trap itself. So she had him sitting in the motel she was staying in, and was working at patching up the cuts he had obtained.
"You're gonna be alright, but you might not wanna play around in the woods so late anymore."
"I'm not that easy to kill." Admittedly, he hadn't been expecting the trap either and while he actually appreciated not being dead, the comment came entirely too close to something he'd heard from his sister.
"Catch something," she honestly answered, planning on passing it off as hunting an animal. "And you look just as easy to kill as I do."
She opened the bottle of hydrogen peroxide before motioning for him to hold still. Figuring he'd know already that it might burn the gash on his arm, she poured the liquid on before dabbing it with a cloth and starting to bandage the area.
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Date: 2016-11-09 06:45 am (UTC)She had been on a hunt when he got in the way by stumbling into her trap, and if it hadn't been for her grabbing hold of him and getting him out, he could've ended up killed by the trap itself. So she had him sitting in the motel she was staying in, and was working at patching up the cuts he had obtained.
"You're gonna be alright, but you might not wanna play around in the woods so late anymore."
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Date: 2016-11-09 06:52 am (UTC)"What were you even trying to do out here?"
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Date: 2016-11-09 07:28 am (UTC)She opened the bottle of hydrogen peroxide before motioning for him to hold still. Figuring he'd know already that it might burn the gash on his arm, she poured the liquid on before dabbing it with a cloth and starting to bandage the area.
"What's your name, anyway? I'm Jo."
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Date: 2016-11-25 11:49 pm (UTC)"Jeremy."