Having his fill of fresh air Kiel lets out a long breath and wanders back to the house. Not bothering to check the garden for the boy since even if he is out there it'll be up to the boy when he wants to come inside he instead heads right in the front door. The sight that greets him brings sympathy welling up from deep inside and he closes the door softly behind him. Shaking his head he moves in close to the young man and takes the shirt from his hands gently. “No, you're right. You should be careful for the next few days if we want those to heal properly. I have no problem helping you out.” Starting by carefully lifting one of the boy's arm's he begins working the shirt on, taking care not to move the limb around too much.

As he works he doesn't even notice all the times his hand skim across Zach's bare flesh, not really one to pay attention to those types of things. As he begins working to get the large t-shirt over his other arm after getting his head through the right hole he also doesn't notice how close he's standing as he works. He breath, coming out in light huffs as he half mumbles to himself about how to get the job done, lands directly on the young man's neck as he leans in to his work. Finally he gets the shirt on without bringing Zach any more pain that he could avoid and he moves around to stand once more in front of the boy. Looking down at the pants he smiles lightly. “Need help with the bottoms too?” His tone is light, not betraying in the slightest any form of emotion other than a willingness to help.