"Shade isn't harmful. She only hunts wild things." Tyr replies as he watches the two, rubbing a hand through her fur. She nudges into his hand, licking at his arm. He chuckles and pets her. When she stood on her back paws, she reached his shoulder. When she was standing she was a little above his waist. Her tail wagged with curiosity as she pads forward and sniffs at Ragno and licking his snout before sitting and tilting her head.
Ragno whined happily and Scipio eyed the wolf distrustfully. He had trust issues anyways, but he honestly probably cared about Ragno's life more than his own. He didn't really have much purpose, but the dog… well, he didn't have much purpose either, but society liked him a hell of a lot more than they liked Scipio. Scipio's wrists were very bloody by now, but he was doing his best to ignore it.
Shade whined softly and licked above his wounds, her head tilting. She walked back to Tyr and he ruffled her fur gently. She licked his hand before sitting. He looked at her and sighed. "Fine. Would you like things to heal your wrists?" He asks as he gazes at Scipio. The smell of blood made him lick his lips a little.
"I… I-I don't need help. I'm… fine." Scipio looked away, still holding Ragno close to himself. Wow. For someone who lies all the time, that was pretty shit. Shut up! He hated that he knew he needed help, but he couldn't take it. He just couldn't. You'll die from blood loss eventually. I thought I told you to shut it? (he's kinda arguing with himself oof)
Tyr clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Honestly. No one believes you darling." He walked towards the cupboard and took out some healing supplies. He gently but firmly takes the others wrists, cleaning the wounds and then wrapping them. He did this quickly and expertly, before pulling away. "There."
"I… uh…" Scipio kept staring at the floor, rubbing his wrists absently. "Thanks, I guess…" He muttered, barely audible. Ragno managed to hop off of Scipio's lap and went to sniff the leg of the huge wolf.
Shade looks down and nudges Ragno gently, licking his snout as her tail wagged a little bit. Tyr smiled. "Can't have you bleeding out, now can we?" He asks curiously before his smile dropped a bit.
Scipio glanced up at Tyr. "What? Something wrong?" He asked tiredly. He didn't actually much care, but he noticed the change in Tyr's features.
Tyr shook his head. "No, no. It's nothing. Let's get you to your room, yes?" He hummed before carefully untying Scipio. "I wouldn't recommend making any rash movements." He mutters before standing straight again.
Scipio stood unsteadily and took a moment to catch his balance before following Tyr. He picked up Ragno as they walked and held him close.
Shade walked beside Scipio to offer him a little support. She looked rather tired, her tongue lolling out in exhaustion. Tyr rubbed the top of her head gently. She licked at his hand gently. Tyr chuckles. "Go rest girl." He mutters.
Scipio followed Tyr silently, keeping his eyes fixated on the floor while he held Ragno. Why he's giving me a room, I'll never understand… how long does he expect me to stay?
Tyr opened another large door, letting him in. "Please understand, this is nothing against you, my dear." He chuckles, looking towards Scipio. He looked rather tired and sighed softly.
"Aren't we supposed to hate each other or something? Why… why do you keep calling me your 'dear'?" Scipio gently put Ragno into his jacket pocket. There was a slightly broken look in his eyes; the beginnings of giving up.
Tyr smiled gently and walked forward, "I could never hate you my little one…" He purrs gently and shook his head. "Honestly. You think I hate you?" He mutters, taking Scipio's chin into his hand gently. "Never." He laughs gently. He sighed and smiled.
Scipio avoided eye contact, although he couldn't move his head away at the moment. A faint blush started rising to his pale cheeks despite how hard he tried to fight it down.
Tyr smiled a little bit and offered a kind smile, "I am not going to hurt you, Scipio." He mutters gently, putting his hand back to his side. "I've never had the intention of hurting you."
Scipio stayed silent and closed his eyes, his light blush growing more noticeable. Just don't look at him… that'll only make it worse…
He hummed. "I will leave you to get comfortable." He mutters gently, touching a gentle hand on his cheek. "I'll be back with food." He says gently.
"Alright…" Scipio went into the room and took Ragno out of his pocket, sitting on the bed and sighing softly. "What am I going to do with myself…?" He groaned quietly, hiding his flushed face in his hands.
Tyr exited the room and sighed softly, looking around as he shook his head. Shade whined softly and licked at his hands. He smiled softly, leaning on her weakly.
Scipio decided to at least briefly explore the room. It was pretty simple, with just a dresser, the bed, and a mirror. He figured he didn't need much else, though, and resigned to just sit on the bed until Tyr returned.
Tyr walked to the kitchen, making food, sighing softly. He looked down. "Well Shade. Let's make some food."
A little while later he returned with food in his hands, at top strength once again. He smiled a little as he opened the door. "I brought food. As did Shade." The Russian wolf was holding a large chunk of meat, her tail wagging proudly.
Scipio looked up tiredly as Tyr entered. "Alright, thanks…" Ragno approached Shade, clearly intrigued by the piece of meat.
Shade sat and leaned down, offering him the large hunk of meat. He hummed before setting the food on the bedside table. "Here we are." he purrs happily.