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Jim nodded slowly, watching the rather spooky display happening before him and gently approached the girl, crouching in front of her to be more or less at her level, watching her with big sincere eyes. [color=00aeef]"I'm not taking ya anywhere, honey."[/color], he assured her with a soft voice. [color=00aeef]"We... may talk about that incident later, 'lright? Now, I would like to look at those arms of yours, if ya don't mind."[/color] He explained himself as he held out his hand, palm facing up, towards her. He gave the demonic being behind her a brief glance, before looking back at her in expectancy. [color=00aeef]"Would ya let me help wash off the blood and tend those wounds, dear?"[/color]
His voice was soothing and melodious, like a soft sweet lullaby. The thing about him was that he actually [i]cared [/i]about the patients.