[Evil Tink]

"Don't be..." he whispered. He was quiet for a mnoment as Alicia began to scold Holden, "Alicia don't be mad at him. He's fine." he smiled a nit, allowing the blood to flow down his throat. His bonmes were mostly repaired by now, he was just tired and sore. The blood helped quite a bit but it still wasn't much. He gathered up all his will power lifting his arms and pulling Holden down to hug him tightly, "I'm so glad you weren't hurt Holden."