Ranma Was Surprised At How Much This Stranger Was Looking Out For Him. He Wondered If She Went Around

Ranma was surprised at how much this stranger was looking out for him. He wondered if she went around just helping everyone. Just as long as she didn't see him as weak, he wouldn't mind too much. ❝ Listen I said.. ❞ The other didn't hesitate to grab his hand and pull him over. ❝ Is there a reason you care so much? ❞

Though he started to follow her, he slowly removed his hand from her grip. The more he thought of it, if he didn't take care of this now, Akane would probably end up worrying about it so, might as well accept her help.

❝ So, you got first aid kits on hand or what? ❞

SHE WOULD MIRROR THE ACTION, thankful however that her own cheek wasn't bruised like his. A thoughtful and curious little furrow of her brows given, as she continued to look him over.

Heck, she almost had a good mind then to try and wave her hands at the pouting boy to stop doing that! It was already turning a deep, DEEP PURPLE. (It was pretty scary how bruises can change to such extreme colours overtime) And while he might appear unaffected then, it... well, it still wasn't good to apply pressure to it like that!

... Sigh, were all boys like this? What was it with them always getting into FIGHTS?

"You say it ain't, but--" With a huff, the young girl would then reach up like an exasperated little sister to finally stop him from pressing that ever-blossoming bruise further into his palm. "C'mon, bro, let's get ya some ice fer dat bruise." She wasn't gonna leave him be, until he had at least done that.